Six years seems like a really long time, and also no time at all. It seems to have passed in the blink of an eye. But also feels like forever. So much has changed in my life. In me. And I almost feel like I am dishonouring her memory in changing. I sort of want time to stand still so that I can be the same person that she knew.
Yet I also know that she is with me every day. Has been with me every day since she passed. Is even here with me as I write this. I feel her presence. Deeply. Significantly. And it helps to centre me. To inspire me.