Dear papa,
I miss you a lot. Not everyday. In fact it catches me unawares and when it does its very gripping.
I have been meaning to write to you. I turned 36. Life has been fun. There were some decidedly high points in life and even though the day was exhausting I wanted to talk to someone and I was not able to figure out who is it that would have completed my day...
Until I realized I wanted to recount it all with you. Hear your voice and answer your questions and tell you how it all was.
This loss can be very paralyzing and the pain in that moment of realization is very acute and debilitating. Mostly because it is so final.
Till later.
With all my love
Chuti muti
I miss you a lot. Not everyday. In fact it catches me unawares and when it does its very gripping.
I have been meaning to write to you. I turned 36. Life has been fun. There were some decidedly high points in life and even though the day was exhausting I wanted to talk to someone and I was not able to figure out who is it that would have completed my day...
Until I realized I wanted to recount it all with you. Hear your voice and answer your questions and tell you how it all was.
This loss can be very paralyzing and the pain in that moment of realization is very acute and debilitating. Mostly because it is so final.
Till later.
With all my love
Chuti muti
