IT IS NOW APPROACHING MY SIXTH CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU.I DO NOT KNOW WHERE THE YEARS HAVE GONE MY LOVE. I'VE GOTTEN USED TO MISSING YOU, MY GRIEF'S BEGUN TO EASE I DON'T SIT DOWN TO WRITE YOU NOTES, OR PHONE TO SHOOT THE BREEZE. WHEN IN A CROWD SOMEONE MAY LAUGH, OR SOUND ALOT LIKE YOU AND THEN THE PAIN WILL GRIP MY HEART AND FLOOD MY SOUL ANEW. I'VE GOTTEN USED TO MISSING YOU, I'M LEARNING DAY BY DAY TO FOCUS ON GOOD MEMORIES AND PUT THE REST AWAY. ON STRONG DAYS I SCAN PHOTOGRAPHS OF HAPPY TIMES WE KNEW I PICTURE JESUS IN MY MIND AND PLACE HIM NEXT TO YOU. I'VE GOTTEN USED TO MISSING YOU AND ALTHOUGH ITS BEEN FIVE YEARS I AM STILL JUST A THOUGHT AWAY FROM ACHING AND FROM TEARS. BUT MY SORROW WILL HAVE AN END SO LET THE TEARDROPS POUR, UNTIL I'M ONCE AGAIN WITH YOU AND THE ONE WHO LOVES YOU MORE.