Whoever said that time heals all wounds, was an absolute idiot. Sure, I have those days where nothing is wrong, but I still grieve that you aren't here anymore. How can you heal when there are constant reminders of your presence? You still come to me, in my dreams and sometimes when something smells like you. Time moves on, but I still hurt as hard as I try not to. You would never want me to be sad, but I can't help it.

Little Nate is pretty much you reincarnated. Just holding him makes me feel closer to you than ever. I grieve so many times throughout the day that he is never going to know his father, just the stories of the legend you were.

Getting married was amazing, but it was also very sad for me. I was planning this whole wedding as if you were going to be at the altar. Of course, Lucas and I had a very long fight about it. Can you blame me for wishing you were there? You said that you were happy about us, that one day in a dream, but I still can't stop thinking about the life we could have had. It's wrong of me to think, but how can't I when everything I see is you. Yet, Lucas has been a blessing through all of this. He could never take your place, but it's nice to have someone that loves me and our little one. I love Lucas, with everything I have. We are happily married, but I feel bad because some days I can't help but think of you.

The first time that baby Nate called Lucas dad, it made my heart hurt. Lucas told him that he was his stepdad and showed him your senior picture. He knows who you are now. I have the picture of us from prom printed on a blanket. There are pictures of you all over the house. You might be gone, but there is no way you'll ever be forgotten.

I wish you were here to see Lucas and your dad attempt to teach our two year old basketball. We are going to make sure he gets on his daddy's level and becomes a basketball star. I know that was your dream, but I can see Nate following in yours. Once every week, your parents come over and have dinner with us. I think that they needed little Nathan as much as I did. I wish that everyone would have gotten along sooner, but it all worked itself out.

Lucas and I are expecting a baby next spring. We don't know the gender but we are so thrilled to give little Nathan a sibling. Can you imagine if it was a boy? It would almost be like you and Lucas all over again, step-brothers, but this time they will like each other. Haha.

I think the hardest part about you being in Heaven is that I can't tell you how much you are missed.

Love always,

Brooke Scott.

"What are you doing?"

Brooke jumped as Lucas came from behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She kissed his forehead and folded the letter so he couldn't read it.

"I was just writing a letter to Nathan. Next time I visit him, I want to read it to him," Brooke said with a huge grin.

"Momma!" little Nathan said as he walked over to her.

Brooke took him in her arms and gave him a tight squeeze. He was all sweaty from playing outside, but Brooke didn't mind the smell of sweat. She gently placed him on her lap, trying to avoid him sitting on her belly. She watched as he rubbed her stomach. She was glad that everything felt right with the world.

"What this?" little Nate asked as he grabbed the letter off the table.

"It's a letter for your daddy," Lucas said softly.

Little Nate looked at the letter for a moment and then he kissed it. Brooke let out a little tear. Her life was perfect even if Nathan wasn't here physically, he lived on through their son.

AN: Thanks for reading the story it means a lot to me! On my profile you will find the trailer for the story I am working on! :) Also, I have a NALEY story in the works!