Even though the years have gone by, still missing you, Brenna. Never far from my heart. Your little scar inside my body is your 'place'. I can't come to lay flowers there, I can't sit by that place and cry (not in the way that people 'usually' do, though certainly I've cried endless tears from within) but your birthplace and place of last 'breath', are right here inside me that I will carry forever. No matter if I am clothes-free, no matter where on the planet I am, that little place no one can take away. It's there forever.
Your little scar is right there... next to your siblings little 'mark on the wall' on my insides. Five little 'we were here' scars. Life scars. Full of promise. Of Love. And while your ashes are here at home, I know you're here, somewhere. So much makes me think of you.
I never am far away from you. Ever.