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My Dearest Brody

I hurt thinking of what may have happened to you I hurt knowing that wherever you are youre unable to get back to us I hurt knowing that Ive failed in finding you I hurt knowing Im either crazy believing that youre out there somewhere and I hurt thinking you arent

Our little Lexington is six months old and cutting her first tooth Shes healthy and happy and every day she looks more and more like you Our London has dove into piano and over summer vacation she attended music camp She played many of your pieces and each night as I sat and watched her play I smiled and clapped for her

I have dreams of you often not the nightmares that I had before but very pleasant dreams sometimes too pleasant I still havent slept in our bed and I fear I never will again Its been eight months without you and I know when I smell your pillow it truly isnt your scent I smell but the memory of it People say memories fade and that scares me senseless I never want to go a day when I dont remember your smile your smell your touch your voice or the way you loved me

Yours always and forever

Em

Contains mature themes