Her Saving Grace
She was buried right beside him and for some reason, I know that they were both happy.
It was a Saturday, the fifth of March, her birthday. It has now been a tradition to visit her grave on her birthday to bring a different flower. It has been three years since she passed, so it was now her third birthday not spent alive. I still miss her a lot, but I know she wouldn't want me to be sad forever. She would want me to move on with my life and be happy.
After spending a couple more minutes with my mother and father, I walked over to Jasmine's car a few distance away. For her birthday last month, she got a black convertible. She has always wanted one, so she was thrilled and excited when she got