“I’ll be doin’ my best and I’ll see you soon.”
A week from Saturday, I’ll be celebrating my first Christmas since you left. I miss you so much. I keep that picture in my car so that when I get sad I can always see your face and I don’t have to remember how sick you were in the end. You look so happy, healthy, young. I hope you see your strength in me. It takes a lot to push through times like this without you. But I try to imagine that you can see me and that you’re proud of me. I would trade my life to see you again and to hold your hand.
If you’re there, please tell my granddaddy I love him. And tell him my brothers are ok. He’d be so proud of Michael. And I hope he’d be proud of me. I love and miss you both more than can be expressed with simple words.
P.S. thank you for telling me you’d be going. I needed time to prepare. Thank you for the strength that you taught me in doing so. Thank you for your smile and thank you for your love.
