looking back to look forward

I want to relive the day we lost Sunday, the conversations that were had, the people present in the room, the wait for the inevitable moment to be told she had died. I revisit that day in order to remember a little girl I will never know. A free spirit unable to be captured in a human soul. Each morning I reflect on my emotions, some days I feel strong & calm with what has been experienced, while on other days I feel the tiredness of the endless thought that goes on with processing a loss such as this.