John Stamos Instagram – Two years! Hard to believe. As time moves on, that sharp pain I felt at the beginning… it’s become a part of me. It doesn’t feel as overwhelming as it did in the first year. Maybe I’ve just gotten used to it, and I’m not sure how I feel about that. Part of me wishes I wouldn’t get used to this feeling. To not think about it every minute means I’m getting used to him not being here. But then, I know Bob would want me to get on with my life. Yet, letting it drift away feels wrong too. It’s such a drag that death is a part of life. When we first become close to someone, we never think about a future without them. Maybe that’s a good thing, but I’m not so sure. And you know what? That’s okay. It’s all part of grieving, part of remembering someone who meant so much to me. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I miss him. A lot. Every day. But I’m also grateful for the time we had, for the laughs, for the friendship. He was one of a kind, and I was lucky to call him my friend. I love you Baby. Thanks for being a part of my life.