Let's Chat, Shall We

Day Fifty-One

April 21, 2022

Bryce,

It's been a solid seven months since the last time we had a proper conversation. Seven months since you told me I didn't need to worry, that everything would be okay.

Seven months that we've gone without you, and it's been the longest seven months of my life. I know I told you a while back, when I was stuck in my marriage that it felt like I'd be stuck there forever, that the days just seem to drag by. Those three years have nothing on these last seven months. Nothing even close at all. I'd rather go through those last three years than go the rest of this life without another random joke, song, phone call... you.

I remember about five years ago, I went to church with you and Lizzie. You sang "I Can Only Imagine", and I can't help but to wonder what you did when you really got to Heaven. Did you sing? Did you dance? Did you fall to your knees at the face of God?

Dylan said you probably got up there and told one of your awful jokes and got kicked out, but we all know better than that.

I think you'd be proud of Dylan. He's stepped up in so many ways. From who he was a year ago, to who he has become today... he's not the shy guy anymore. He's taken in a lot of your personality, and your humor. To which Sam says "God help us all".

I don't know a lot of things, but what I do know is that the angels are so lucky to have you with them and I know that the sun shines a little brighter because you're there.

I miss you, more and more every single day.

I will always love you, and I will always fight for you.

All my love,
-Nic