Dear Ian - Year 1

Feb 18, 2015 06:23

I started this letter well over a month ago and couldn't get past the first sentence until today. So, here it goes...

Dear Ian-

It has been a whole year since you've died.

I haven't planned on using this letter as a way to tell you how much I still love you and miss you. However true that may be.

What I want, is to have a way to communicate the things that have happened to me over that last year. I still feel the need to share my life with you. So, I felt the best way to do that, was through our original medium of LiveJournal.

You would probably be disappointed to learn that I did not attend Beer & Cheese Fest this year. I honestly couldn't face that event without you this first year.

I have more grey hair, thanks to the project I am on. At least that is the story I tell people. Ha.

I think that you would be happy that your mom and I reconnected. I even went out to California to visit her last October.

I put the gift you left me in a special account. I didn't/don't know what to do with it. It still feels overwhelming. But, thank you for thinking of me.

Loki still sits on her stool looking out the window.
I made it one year post LASIK and still have better than 20/20 vision.
I have lost almost 25 lbs since last July.
I wanted to make you proud. At our last dinner, you told me how proud you were of me.
I will never let those words be far from my heart.

I can't stop thinking of all of the things I won't be able to share with you anymore.
No more random text messages.
No more calling me a jerk.
No more making me laugh until my stomach aches.
No more adventures together.

I have to hold on you everything that you gave me.
My life in Madison.
Connection to your mom.
Simple foods done really well.
What exactly should or shouldn't be deep fried.
Appreciation for microbrews, even though I don't drink.

You have helped shape my world in ways I never imagined.
I can't thank you enough for everything.

I hope you don't mind me updating you on what happens in my life.

I love you. I hope you found peace.

Love,
Meredith

dear ian, ian

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