I wish she knew life keeps happening

I wish she knew life keeps happening.

I wish she knew I've met people, I've seen places, and I've done things.  I'm even changing careers in less than two weeks.

And with each, I am excited, because it is life and variety.  But also with each, I have a fear of growing further and further away from the person she last knew me as.

To no longer be known by the only person who witnessed your entire life, can sometimes feel dangerously close to not being known at all.

I wish she knew life keeps happening, and she isn't here to see it, but somehow she is a part of it all.