Dear Elliott,

Almost two years ago you left us.  I’m remembering you today, rather than the date of your death (my birthday), because I selfishly want that day for me.  It’s still so hard to believe you have been gone for so long.  I don’t think about you as often as I should because it hurts and it’s easier to forget.  Is that horrible of me?  I hope you don’t think so.

We all miss you so much, especially Sophia.  She just turned 10 this past Saturday and she is growing so tall and into such a wonderful young woman.  I can hardly wait to see where she goes in life. 

But I just wanted you to know that I’m thinking of you, remembering you, missing you.  Thank you for being everything you were to me, to all of us.  Thank you for taking care of my family.  Thank you for filling the shoes of the father that chose to forget me. 

I’ll always love and miss you Elliott.  I hope you are at peace.

Love,

Amy