It isn't about the date because 11 December 2012 will soon lose its significance, and even 6 years 7 months; but rather the journey. Yet even the journey, a pessimistic (or realistic?) opinion is that the more distant the memories become, the higher the probability of it losing its significance as well. 

But, even if the feeling of saddness will soon be distant, the existence of it cannot be argued. With a heavy heart, tears overwhelmed on the few occassions today, that perhaps with time everything will become a distant. That perhaps with time, everything is relative.

Yet at the same time, with a heavy heart there came some relief.   

The journey to the end has began.