Dear Thomas,
Today I am turning 18. I am officially an adult. Right now I am working my way up to be in the nursing system. I'm heading to a college in Washington State. I'm very excited to be able to save a life one day.
I still think about you. I wish you didn't have to go. I wish I could see you again. I know you're in a better place now, though. And that should be all that matters. But I miss you so much. I miss the times when we'd go swimming, when we would just relax at your house after a bad day, and I hate to say it but I enjoyed patching you up. I liked that I could frequently show how much I cared about you. I really did care about you.
It doesn't hurt anymore. The memories of you are like a comfort to me now. Now I can think about you whenever I wish and all that will come to me is a sense of nostalgia and comfort. But I still wish you were there with me while reading my college acceptance letter.
I still can't believe I'm turning 18. It's been 4 years, Tommy. I hope that kid got his life back. It's still all too surreal to me, the fact that you've died twice, and even the fact that you might be living another life in a completely different part of the world and I'll never know.
I went to France last summer. I even asked someone for bread. It felt like you were there with me. Were you?
I hope you're doing well, wherever you are.
Yours, Jayden
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Gift of a Lifetime
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