I know that one day Swea'D would leave us; that is inevitable.
I know that I should celebrate the wonderful memories we've had with her.
But there's a lump in my throat everytime I think about her. My heart feels like it's made of lead. Tears would well up in my eyes.
I wish we had been there for her. I wish we could have seen her. To let her know that we love her.
I miss her...