Not one day...

There isnt a day that goes by that I don't think about her.  Not one day that passes that I don't wish that things were different.  Not one single day can I go through without praying that she were still here.  I know I never got the chance to get to know her or what kind of personality she would have had, but I still miss what I never got the chance to know.  Like I've said hundreds of times, I have my good days and my bad, my ups and my downs.  Never is there really a middle ground and if there is, it dosent last to long because I never remember it.   I know my little Rowan is safe and I know God is taking really good care of her, still im selfish and wish it were my arms that were holding...sigh...