Dearest Kit,
It's been ten years since you and E.J. were taken from us. How I wish you could see how we've grown.
I wish you could see our daughter. She's grown into a beautiful young woman, strong enough to weather even the most vicious of firestorms, which she has been involved in lately.
I see more and more of you in her every day. Her demeanor is so like yours, serious, yet playful; she has the same determination that you did.
I found that book that we made for them the other day and I gave it to her. She is so curious, yet she also knows when to ask about something.
She and I went through it and I told her the stories behind the photographs and souvenirs.
I miss you so much. Sometimes I lie there at night, and I swear that I can feel you in the bed next to me, and I even smell some of that scent that you used to wear. And memories come flooding back.
A.J.'s friends dyed her hair during a sleepover last month and now it's the same color as yours. It throws me for a loop sometimes, because I think it's you, and then I remember that its not.
We had but a short time together, yet it was the best five years of my life. You were the one who taught me to live, even though you were the one who didn't know how to yourself.
I remember thinking when we first met that you were shy for some reason, and that it was because someone had hurt you- badly. I didn't realize how badly until you told me, and then told me why.
How any parents could be that cruel to their child, to a being that they created, I'll never know. A.J. is the most important person in my life.
I know that you've been watching over us, and you know what's been going on. Thank you.
Love Always, Edwin
It's been ten years since you and E.J. were taken from us. How I wish you could see how we've grown.
I wish you could see our daughter. She's grown into a beautiful young woman, strong enough to weather even the most vicious of firestorms, which she has been involved in lately.
I see more and more of you in her every day. Her demeanor is so like yours, serious, yet playful; she has the same determination that you did.
I found that book that we made for them the other day and I gave it to her. She is so curious, yet she also knows when to ask about something.
She and I went through it and I told her the stories behind the photographs and souvenirs.
I miss you so much. Sometimes I lie there at night, and I swear that I can feel you in the bed next to me, and I even smell some of that scent that you used to wear. And memories come flooding back.
A.J.'s friends dyed her hair during a sleepover last month and now it's the same color as yours. It throws me for a loop sometimes, because I think it's you, and then I remember that its not.
We had but a short time together, yet it was the best five years of my life. You were the one who taught me to live, even though you were the one who didn't know how to yourself.
I remember thinking when we first met that you were shy for some reason, and that it was because someone had hurt you- badly. I didn't realize how badly until you told me, and then told me why.
How any parents could be that cruel to their child, to a being that they created, I'll never know. A.J. is the most important person in my life.
I know that you've been watching over us, and you know what's been going on. Thank you.
Love Always, Edwin