kith & kinpms-yYeat’s Grave — The Cranberries
I would never have thought it then, but here we are.
Today is five years to the day that Keffi died. I’m a little amazed, yet not so, at the brisk pace life has kept, so much so that five years seems like it flew past.

Her babies are eight and six now. Can you believe that? Eight and six….. they don’t remember her at all.

I miss my friend. I still miss her and grieve at having had to say goodbye to her.

I still have these moments where I wish with all my heart we could just talk as we did for five minutes on the phone.

I miss my friend. I will always miss her…. always. There is no way to say that one day I won’t, I will.

I miss her terribly. Still….

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