The following entry was written by Melissa of Space and Time

It is always this time of year that I reflect and write to you, and this year should be no different. I still think about you, although not as much as in the beginning. Or ending. I’m never sure how to phrase that. But in my heart there was a beginning and no ending, just a separation that will have an end.

When I think about you, I think about what you would enjoy doing, what games you would like to play. I bought you your own Monopoly game just in case you would enjoy that with me. I also bought Trivial Pursuit, knowing full well that would be a game we would enjoy when you were grown and out of the house, because one needs to experience massive amounts of TV to play Trivial Pursuit.

I only got to know you for a short period of time. Too short. In my heart, your personality is comic, a drop of sunshine in a puddle. I smile when I remember the day I found out about you. Two lines will never look so bright or so promising. Two lives, now going toward the same goal.

Now your are being taken care of in a place I can only imagine. I know you have a full staff of angels ready at your beck and call to answer any noise you might make. I know when you fall down, you fall on a cloud, with your own name on it, so that you don’t bruise your knee. For there are no bruises in Heaven. There are no tears in Heaven. You are being brought up by the Heavenly Father and I for now only have my imagination to see you. There will come a day that I will get introduced to you. And you will know that I loved you, but God loved you first. And then we will play Monopoly and you will tell me what you’ve done with yourself. Until then, I will write you letters and think fondly of you.