Today would have been Maggie’s 34th birthday. I’m so, so sad today it’s hard to put words to the depths of my sorrow. I feel like my heart is breaking yet again.
Maggie’s phone is still on. Despite the monthly bill, I haven’t canceled it because it pained me to think I’d lose the last sound of my sweeties voice, the outgoing message on her voicemail. I asked a friend to help me out by recording it. Today they sent me the recording. I’ve listened to it on repeat since I got it and haven’t stopped crying yet. If you would like, you can listen, too. You won’t be alone as you cry.
Happy birthday, My Angel, where ever you are. I can hardly wait to hold you again.