It was four weeks on Monday and one month today.

Each and every day still brings thoughts, memories and smiles of you, and many of those days still bring the occasional tear, although now I guess it isn't every single day anymore.

Its funny though, because I keep thinking that is you walking past me on the street, or into the store. I didn't realise how many little filo's there are around me until you passed away, and every little filo I see reminds me of you.

It has been a tough couple month, really tough. Most days I didn't feel like getting out of bed, but lately I figured out something that brought a little spark back to my life. I was learning to help others, something you already knew well. And helping others helped me.

It was four weeks on Monday and one month today, and today is another stepping stone on my path to valediction.