I have been doing OK lately. I did have a dream about a month ago that I was laughing and happy about in the morning. I had seen you in my dream and then I realized that I was dreaming of you. Suddenly I grabbed you and told you, "You're dead! Come here and hug me!" I knew that you are dead and that the only chance I had for a hug was right there in my dream.
It has now been 9 months. Sometimes lately I am still feeling sad and I miss you. This time of year is difficult because it's around your birthday and Easter. Since your birthday is always around Easter I guess I associated your birthday with the holiday. Seeing the candy and decorations in the store made me sad.
Every so often I relive the day you died, the moment I found out, and the following chaos and sorrow. It's like a horrible dream, something that happens in the news to other people, but it happened to us.
Someone at work just had their daughter arrive in town for a surprise visit. I used to love when you would do that, just showing up and there was so much excitement and joy in those times. I've never planned a surprise visit before to see Mom and Dad but it might be worth it. I always let them know beforehand. Seeing their reactions over Skype is all I usually need.
The days are long and the years are short. It will be that way until the end of time. I miss you. I love you.
