Dear you,
I lost you five years ago. I have been lost without you for the last half a decade.
In the last five years you have missed two deaths, two weddings, two graduations from college, and three babies entering the world. Julio is now the proud father of a baby boy named Jesus. David is now a father to a beautiful baby girl they named Helen Brenda Gabriel, to avoid confusion.
Little Brenda is going strong and has just started pre-k. She reminds every one of you. She's just so stubborn.
Flynn is retiring at the start of the new year, after his sixty fourth birthday.
My sixtieth birthday is only five months away and I wish you were here to celebrate it with me. It will be another day, another celebration without you. Without the chaos you bring.
It's said that only time can heal a wounded heart, so I have only one question. How long will it take my heart to heal from the hole you tore in it? How long will I face more days than not with an aching heart? How many more times will I wake from a dream with your name on my lips?