Dear Deb

Dear Deb,

I miss you.  We didn't gather as a group this year to remember you or to once again grieve through laughter.   However, you were on my mind all day December 31.   Not that you are not on other days.

There is so much I wish to tell you.  So much I wish we could share and talk about.

I know you are there listening and watching, but I miss you and your physical being.  I miss our talks, laughs and tears.

It has been  more than a couple years now since you took your own life, but it still hurts.   I hope you found peace.

I love you and was proud to be your friend.

Love, Joanie