Reviewing

Tonight marks the years time of your last words to me. "You chose wisely"

I have missed you every day. Some much more than others.
Some people allow me to talk about you, others are so uncomfortable. Some just want me to move in their direction. I feel a push back, an unwillingness to let you go.
Last moon I found myself crying. Never sure how I deal with the emotions of being without you. I resolve to bury your ashes. Then I think how do I manage without your strength holding me up?

I will continue to fill champagne bottles with your poetry and your essence and send your message out to sea. Next week the armada will begin.