Today Sam would have been 24.
It’s been playing on my mind all day – it always does. Unlike previous years though, I don’t quite know how I feel. There’s so much going on in my life right now and then something like this comes along and there’s a painful hollowness.
You should be here.
Its a tough few days for me. Two days earlier is the anniversary of my Grandad’s death and no matter how much time passes, that is still incredibly raw to process.
I want to write more about both of these things, but right now I can’t find the words. I’m emotionally exhausted and I’m also trying to do a hundred other things for this project, for that deadline, for moving.
Today, all I can manage is a happy birthday and I wish you were here.