We've been without him now for almost five years. Many said it would get easier with time, but I think they are wrong. It never really gets any easier, just different.
Different in the fact that we learn to adjust to not having him around any longer. Different in the fact that we accept the reality that we have no control over the situation and so we must move forward anyhow. Different in the fact that even though he is no longer present physically, he is still very much present spiritually. Different in the fact that no matter how long he has been gone, we still think about and miss him dearly each and every day.