The Lost Letters is a segment on my blog where I write a letter to a friend or relative that has died. In each letter, I hope to be able to write what I would tell them if I had the chance and allow it to be a healing process to be able to ‘write to them’.
It has been six years since you passed, and I still miss you. You were a constant part of my life since I was a baby and in the later years when I cared for you, I was with you all the time. It’s so difficult when someone is no longer there. Someone you cared about, loved, protected, looked after and who meant so much. I am lucky in many ways. I was able to know you, to appreciate your kindness and your unique personality. You were often misunderstood by other people, who did not see your soft, creative, caring, honest, imaginative soul. I like to think that I could see who you were and how much I am like you. I wish that you could have been here longer. I wish I could have one day, one more day to hold your hand and feel your fingers and nails like I used too. Just to hear your voice again, or a comforting hug. Maybe one day we will be able to meet again. I love you.
You will be happy to know that we are still taking care of your cats. Molly and Tiger are still with us, and they are 20+ now. They all like to have a snooze on my bed and don’t mind being covered over. They like being inside, spoilt and little fatties. I am sure you would be really happy about that. I see them everyday and am always reminded of you. It makes me sad to think that one day they will be gone too, so I try and cherish each moment.