Time keeps passing by yet my heart still remains shattered. I don't feel as healed as I would have hoped to be. Stained glass. My heart is being kept together by my memories of you, the love that your dad has for us and by the little hope towards the future that I manage to find each day. Some days my hope is strong, and some days like today it is only as far as my finger tips will allow me to reach. I miss you.