Two years... So much has happened in this time and I constantly yearn to dial a number which Michelle can answer to. I wish I could tell her about my recent move from Hawaii to Washington DC. I think about how I would ask her to come visit me so we could see the Cezanne exhibit at the Smithsonian.
I must keep reminding myself that my experiences are now her experiences, too. It is difficult.
I read the entries of others who recall Michelle's beautiful hair, infectious smile, and kind ways; it truly warms my heart.
I miss my best friend.