I took this picture when you were 15. Which was 15 years ago. It was both yesterday and a million years ago in my mind. You are about 2 seconds away from a goofy laugh and moving from this funny face to the next thing. I thought we'd be doing things like this forever at the time. You were always, and will always be, so beautiful.
I drove by the playground where you girls stopped to take pictures. And I left a little heart at the spot yours stopped. I said a little prayer and left a few more tears.
As I walked through your world again, I couldn't help but notice how much less vibrant it seems without your light and color. I felt like I was walking through a tattered memory more than a place.
And in your room, your old shoes, a hint of your personality...I remember shopping with you for these, and getting the sales guy to find the green laces. I miss you. I wish today you were walking with me, and anywhere else.
I wish your goodbye wasn't so soon. Love can last a lifetime. And so can grief it seems. But at least there is love. And you were so very, very loved.
Love you Jaycena...today, always, and forever.