As Vien grows, I see your spirit in her
My Dearest Love,
It's been two years since you left us, and not a day goes by without feeling the void your absence has left in our lives. I want to share with you how we're doing, especially our little sunshine, Vien.
Vien is growing up so fast, and she's now a bright and curious 6-year-old. She's doing well in school, and I know you'd be proud of her. Her grades have improved, and she's making friends, showing the resilience that I always admired in you. I see so much of you in her, and it warms my heart.
As for me, I decided to make a change. I found a new job as a car mechanic, but it's in a different place. I needed a fresh start, a place that doesn't echo with memories of our life together. The change has been both challenging and necessary. I hope you understand that it's not about running away from the past but creating a space where I can rebuild without being constantly reminded of what we've lost.
Vien and I still keep the tradition of making pancakes for breakfast every Saturday, just like we used to as a family. I know you probably know all of that already watching over us, but I wanted to share that with you too. It's a small way of holding onto the warmth and joy of our shared moments when we still had you.
Vien and I still talk about you every day. Your presence is felt in our home. We try not to move things or furniture around, so we keep it like you arranged it for our family. We miss you so much. It’s so painful for me to tell you how we’re doing, because it is so unfair that you had to go and leave the life we have had behind. It's not easy, and some days are harder than others, but we find strength in the love we have for each other with Vien.
I miss you deeply, and the ache of your absence never leaves me. But as Vien grows, I see your spirit in her, and it brings me a sense of comfort and connection. You always kept telling me to stop hiding my sensitivity, but I am still doing it. I cry a lot, but I never do that when Vien is around. I don’t want her to be sad more than she is already because you are not here. I miss you so much, so much…
I will always love you.
With love,
Jim
