I cannot believe it has been twenty-two years since I last saw you.
Twenty-two years since we last spoke.
Twenty-two years since you left this world.
Twenty-two years without you.
I was ten years old.
I am now thirty-two years old.
And it hasn’t gotten any easier.
And I wonder……
Are you proud of me?
Do you know how much I miss you?
Do you know how desperately I wish you knew my children?
Do you know that you were my best friend?
IN MEMORY OF VIVIEN M CHAPMAN NOVEMBER 3, 1912 TO JANUARY 31, 1990.