We had your funeral this past Saturday, but you already knew that. Even though the day was filled with soul-wrenching sorrow and tears, and I knew you were gone, I still found myself wanting to turn to you and tell you things about the day, just as if you were right beside me and it was someone else's funeral.
I wanted to tell you about all the people who came. So many friends, old and new, colleagues and of course, family members came out to say their final goodbye to you. You would have been surprised at the old friends and neighbours who showed up. Hearing your colleagues talk about you was really special to me. I've always been proud of the work you did.
I wanted to tell you how Michael delivered a beautiful eulogy. He delivered your story and a message of love and living life to its fullest- everyday, with no regrets.
I wanted to tell you they should have gone with the rose coloured lipstick, and not the peach, but of course you were beautiful anyway.
I want to tell you everyday from now until the day *I* die how much I love you and how much I will miss you. But like I said before, you already know that.