06/10/2026
Today is Aunt May's birthday.
I almost typed "would have been" and then stopped because, honestly, I still don't think of her in the past tense.
It's been almost a year since she passed, but she's still woven into my everyday life in a hundred small ways.
When I finish a book or watch a movie I know she would have loved.
When something good happens and my first instinct is to pick up the phone and tell her.
When I need advice and find myself wishing I could hear what she'd say.
When I see a decorative sign I know would have made her laugh.
There are still moments when the loss feels enormous. But as this year has gone on, I've noticed something else too. More and more often, thinking about her makes me smile.
All of those moments, even the ones that hurt, remind me how incredibly lucky I was to have someone who loved me so deeply, listened so well, and left such a lasting mark on my life.
I miss her every day.
And I am grateful for her every day too.