February 19
Dear Mom,
It's been two years since you left. I don't really like thinking of that day. I don't like remembering it, I don't like treating it as an event. I'm just going to treat it as the day you went off to heaven.
I still can't believe you're gone. Dad and I have learned to live without you around, but it doesn't mean we don't need and want you around. I miss you, bitch, everyday. I miss laughing with you, telling stories, even fighting with you. Last Sunday, when Aleq and I visited your resting place, I cried. I didn't expect it, but the tears just came. Even right now, as I'm writing this, I can't help but cry. I guess it's going to be this way, no matter how long it has been since that day. I know we will see each other again someday. Until then, I will always yearn for you mommy. I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Love,
Julls
It's been two years since you left. I don't really like thinking of that day. I don't like remembering it, I don't like treating it as an event. I'm just going to treat it as the day you went off to heaven.
I still can't believe you're gone. Dad and I have learned to live without you around, but it doesn't mean we don't need and want you around. I miss you, bitch, everyday. I miss laughing with you, telling stories, even fighting with you. Last Sunday, when Aleq and I visited your resting place, I cried. I didn't expect it, but the tears just came. Even right now, as I'm writing this, I can't help but cry. I guess it's going to be this way, no matter how long it has been since that day. I know we will see each other again someday. Until then, I will always yearn for you mommy. I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Love,
Julls