It was supposed to be a big day. Something you plan for, prep for, a mile marker in life. We should have been excited and a little nervous. I pictured us taking her to take the test, she was never one to let nerves get the best of her. More a "live in the moment" kinda girl. She would have been excited though, we all are on this day. Would she have passed? Would we be in the market for another new car? What kind would she have wanted? Would we have been able to get it for her?
It normally doesn't get to me like this. We bake a cake, share stories about her, sing her happy birthday. It is a little sad but we have accepted the loss. This year though, I'm not doing so good. It was supposed to be a big day.
She would have been 16 yesterday.
It hurts so bad
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