Every day is filled with new things. A new day at work. New things that have been learned. New struggles and even new happy moments that are shared between myself and the people that I love. Every day comes with something new, however, something that continues to remain the same is the amount that I miss you and the fact that you are not here to share them with. Every day leaves a missing piece. A piece that would be filled by you, if you had been here to experience it with me. Every day comes a new moment that I wish I could share with you. Every day comes a time that I need your love, comfort and your words of wisdom. Every day leaves a moment where I wish I could pick up the phone and tell you about my day. Every day is a reminder that you aren’t here to share the things that are happening with me. Every day is a reminder that this is my life and this is how things are always going to be. Every day is hard. Even with things are going smoothly. Things are hard even when I’ve started to adjust to the reality that you aren’t here. Even on the easiest of days, something is still missing. There is still a void that only the love of you could fill. Every day leaves me missing you. Every day leaves me reminiscing on the good times we shared and the amount of love that is still between us. Every day reminds me that I was the luckiest to have had someone that made saying goodbye so hard. Every day leaves me wanting to make you proud.