Time is supposed to heal ....

They say when you lose a loved one that time heals the pain.  I'm not sure that is so.  I think time helps the depression perhaps go away but its still the little things that make me remember and miss my Poppy more than words could possibly say.  The day he passed and my birthday are two days that I have trouble with.  I'm not even sure why my birthday but its when his passing really hits me.  I think especially since my grandma had a stroke its been worst for me ... and wishing he was here to protect her and make sure she is okay every day.  I know that all her kids care for her, but I also think they are upsetting her the most.  I miss him for her and it hurts me to know how much she misses him as well.  Yesterday wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be ... but it hurt a lot because of the life changes that I am going through and hes not hear to guide me to give me advice or just to watch in approval.  I want to share things with him and hear his response and I'm unable to do that.  I miss him terribly.  I love him so much and although I have always said that I don't live with regret I wish I would've told him more how much I loved him.