It’s been 12 months since I heard your voice.
It’s been 12 months since you called me Sharony.
It’s been 12 months since you asked me about my next visit.
It’s been 12 months since our world has changed.
It’s been 12 months since you passed away.
It’s been 12 months.
It’s been hard. Really hard.
I miss you safta!
Since I don’t live near by, I can’t come visit you today.
I tired to think of a way to remember you. The happy times…
So the kids and I bought 12 balloons in your favorite color, pink.
Unfortunately, one popped getting out of the car. I was bummed, but I could you hear telling me that it was ok. 
We talked about you and remembered our time with you. 
Then we let the balloons go up in the air.
Sarah wanted to be first.
I miss you.
