For the past few months I knew I wanted to write and post something around the year anniversary of losing Stephanie. I really have been at loss, knowing I could never adequately put into words the impact of losing my best friend has been on me. Now that I’m here, on the one year anniversary of her going to heaven, I’m back in that hospital room on September 24, 2017. It hit me like a ton of bricks when I woke up this morning, 365 days without my person. Despite it being a year, I still had the knee-jerk reaction to call her to talk out why I woke up upset this morning. I still feel like I don’t have my right-hand, but honestly, I wouldn’t want it any other way. She’ll always be a part of me and it’ll always feel like a part of me is missing this side of heaven. I've known Stephanie literally her entire life, because of that, I feel like I knew the ins-and-outs of Stephanie pretty well. However, much of our relationship has been from a distance. Despite how much I feel like I