All I have to say today is that time does not heal. Stop telling people this. The pain may soften some, but it never goes away. I will not magically be the same person I was before great loss came to me. I will not get over it. Don't ask me to. Getting over it means forgetting. I can't forget. I will not forget. Every day brings the bitter sweet. Sweet and yet sad that someone will always be missing. Always gone. Time is just... time. Time is cruel.