It's been 3 years since Kirk died.
For the first time, it doesn't feel like it just happened yesterday. The wound will always be there, but the pain is subsiding. I haven't cried over it in several months, and I finally feel like I really will find that person that God has for me. Kirk set the bar high, and I'm glad he did. As difficult as his death was for me, I will always be glad that God put him in my life; there's a part of me that will never be the same, simply because he was there to help shape it. I'll always miss him, and I look forward to seeing him again one day..
soaring on wings like eagles, Kirkie...
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