I held her as she passed. I spent hours digging her grave. I buried her. Yet it still knocks the wind out of me every time I realize she’s gone. It’s been a month and she comes to my mind every waking hour. I’ll miss you every day of my life, Rosie. Looking forward to the day we meet again.

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