19 June 2016
It’s a full moon tonight, Vaughn. And almost the summer solstice. The fourth since you’ve been gone.
Sometimes I feel stronger and better and happier, Darling, but I always miss you. I will miss you until the end of my life.
I don’t know why everything went so wrong for you my love. You certainly didn’t deserve it. It wasn’t your fault. Blaming myself doesn’t truly make sense either, even though I wish I’d done some things differently.
I didn’t have you for very long. I loved you so–I hope you know that. I know you loved me. I know you loved Livia.
My sweet sweet boy, how I miss you. How I miss you.
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