It's now January 2024 and I'm facing another year without my beautiful girl. You were my joy and my inspiration, I feel lost and adrift since you left us. It hasn't got any easier and probabably never will. So I just keep plodding on, one day after another, wearing my cloak of invisible sadness, trying to maintain a cheerful facade for others. When the feelings of loss are almost too unbearable, I try to remember the happy times - your face when we went to Bruges, seeing all the Christmas fairy lights, that little 'Whoop' you always made when excited. There will never be anyone like you.