Dotyn,
I'm not sure what I expected to feel by now... But somehow I'm not surprised. I think about you every day. It's always been that way, even before you passed. Sometimes it feels good to remember how you molded my life. How you inspired me and taught me about love and faith. How you would sing... How you would laugh...
And sometimes it weighs on my heart. In those moments all I want is to have your arms around me. Protecting me like you've always done. And I have a feeling that you still are... But sometimes it's not enough. I know my grief is selfish. You were in pain, you were tired, and you were ready to rest. Maybe one day I'll be ready to let go. Not let go to forget you. But let go to free myself of the pain of losing you. And when that happens, all I'll be left with is the joy of having known and loved you all my life.
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