Another New Year

One year and 5 months. That sounds like a long time doesn't it? I wish someone could convince my heart of that. It still aches. No, it's not the crushing sadness as the months just following Ruth's death but some days it just sneaks up on me and I find myself crying and aching from this void inside me. Willie was right all those months ago when he told he I would think of Ruth and smile because most of time I do. When I see the moon and it's bright and full I smile now...I used to cry. She was born on a full moon and the moon will always be ours, our connection to each other from here to there. This year my life is going to change yet again and I am excited but nervous too since I have learned life never turns out the way we think it will. Its another new year another new begining another new life to add to the books of lives I feel like I have already lived. But the book of Ruth will always hold an extra special place high above the rest because she changed me she made all of this possible.