Itís been seventeen weeks since Bud passed away.
And I still miss him each and every day.
I remember the pain and the good times too.
I know our love for each other was true.
At first only sad memories came to my mind.
But that is now changing slowly over time.
I remember the good times and talk about him.
I tell people about something he said back then.
I still find myself crying at least once every day.
When I think of something I once heard him say.
Everyone told me that with time I would heal.
But they canít understand that my pain is so real.
Unless youíve gone through it you canít understand.
How it feels to know that you canít take his hand.
For many years we worked together side by side.
Now to do things alone is so hard, but Iíve tried.
I donít know when the healing is going to start.
But I know that forever heíll remain in my heart