Saying that I miss you would be an understatement. There is too much to say…and so few words that I can put on paper without allowing this day…YOUR day…to overwhelm me. So, I leave you with these words from one of my favorite poems…
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind...
William Wordsworth
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