Wow. Seven months already. It feels like an eternity has passed but its only been seven short months. I can still picture the last time we talked. The last time I saw you.

It bugs me a lot that had I known that would be the last time we would talk or see each other, would I have done anything differently?  Said something differently to you?

I hate these last seven months. And there’s still a lot of months and years to go.