Terah Howard

Terah Howard
3/27/93-2/12/19
You had so much life left to live. So many more memories to make, so much more love to receive. It will forever break my heart that you didn't get that time. You were an exceptional gift to the world.
The most beautiful tears don't fall in sorrow. They fall in remembrance. Slipping down your cheeks in a quiet moment when laughter echoes from the past, when dreams once held close, still stir gently in your heart, and when the memory of your voice or smile brings both warmth and ache. It's not tears of pain, but of love so deep it refuses to fade. It speaks of what once was, of what still lingers, and a longing that only exists because you mattered that much.
I still crack a tender smile whenever people talk about you. And I hope no one ever feels they need to whisper your name under their breath as though you are now some kind of glimmer from the past. You are certainly alive in too many ways to ever be left unspoken. I hope people say your name like a song you'd sing out loud, unapologetically and full of love.
The things I didn't get to say, and the things you'll never get to hear are both regrets of mine to carry. But I got to love you, and I will always be thankful for that. I will endure a lifetime of missing for the privilege of having loved you. I hope you found your calm beyond the sky.
Mom, Brittany & Kelcie