You should be here but you're not

Someone close enough to be my daughter, (a daughter figure) shared with me a man's journey of moving forward after losing his son. 

This man said it's like an amputee learning to live without an appendage. You adapt, you learn, you find that "new normal," but things are never the same. You learn to function differently. First I need to function.

I sure am missing my love. I was saying yesterday that I needed help moving my bees, but my helper wasn’t here anymore. She left me February 27 this year at 7:40am. Her big blue eyes looked at me as she slowly drifted away. She should be here you know. She should be here with me right now. I am too young to be alone. I was supposed to be with my soulmate for the rest of my life. Remembering you is not good enough for me. I still love you and I always will, but how my sweet love can I go on without your touch, your kiss, your laugh, your smile. Stuck in time. Like propolis made by bees.

You should be here Michelle, but you're not

 I made it through another day without you.

Another month.

And with everything good and bad that's come since,

I can't help but think about

how you were supposed to be here

for A L L of it