Time is a funny thing. When all goes well it can fly by. When we are waiting for something important or exciting then minutes can seem like hours. When we are separated from our loved ones it can seem time goes on forever. If that separation is because of death it can become unbearable. A gash is made in our lives that can never be closed. But I believe in time our lives begin to grow around the gap, slowly filling it with new life experiences. It never closes completely, but becomes less obvious, and not as raw.