They say that someone is never truly gone until you stop remembering them. I think there is truth in this... When you left this earth Karen, a great part of me went missing... But I think you left some of yourself behind for me to find... When you left this earth I gathered your things and held them close... I closed my eyes and for a moment it felt like you were here with me again... When you left this earth I went through our pictures, I studied your face harder than I ever have... And for a moment those pictures brought you to life once more... When you left this earth, I found as many reasons as I could to talk about you Karen... I tell stories about you, and for a moment we are living in those memories again... Every day I find as many reasons as I can to remember you... I find as many reasons as I can to not let the rest of you leave this earth... And every day it brings me peace to know that as long as I remember you... A part of you will always be here with me...