Tomorrow, March 19, 2008 marks exactly a year and a half since Alice died. I count the weeks and months since she's been gone, and the numbers keep getting bigger. Like aging.
Why am I forever tracking the time that has passed? I think it's to know how long it's been since my life was irrevocably transformed. A way to chart in time the distance between now and when she was a living and breathing part of my life.
Alice's birthday is coming up next week. March has become a difficult month to get through.
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