July 18th has two different places in my heart, one is the day I met my husband and the other is the day I lost my best friend. It was a long time ago but not a (single day) goes by that I don't wish she was still here with me. We were supposed to go to our first church dance together, have our first boyfriends together, be each other's Maid of Honor, and most importantly raise our children together. Today I wanted to take Talen out to meet her for the first time and what a better day then her birthday. He said in the car the whole way there, "we go see Alison". When we got there he said, "Alison where are you"? I took him over to meet her and he immediately got down on his knees to touch her headstone. He slowly ran his hand across her name as if she was right there. He gave her a kiss and told her, "Love you". As we were driving away in the car he said, "Mommy we come back to see Alison"?
