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Dear Caitlin,

Today was another day of mixed emotions. I took Toby to visit your parents. They were delighted to meet him, and it was heartwarming to see how much joy he brought into their home. Your mom hugged me tightly and whispered that Toby was a blessing, a piece of you sent to help us heal.

We spent the afternoon sharing stories about you, laughing and crying together. Toby sat by my side, his head resting on my lap, providing silent comfort. Your dad talked about how you always wanted a dog, how you would light up whenever you saw one. It felt good to remember those moments, to keep your memory alive through our stories.

Toby's presence has brought a sense of warmth back into my life. He has this way of making me feel less alone, of filling the silence with his gentle companionship. When I come home from work, he greets me with such enthusiasm, his tail wagging furiously. It's a small thing, but it makes a world of difference. His joy is contagious, and it's helping me find reasons to smile again.

I still struggle with the pain of losing you, Caitlin. There are moments when the grief feels overwhelming, when I can't help but cry. But having Toby here, with his unwavering loyalty and love, makes those moments a bit easier to bear. He's become a part of my healing process, a reminder that life, despite its pain, can still hold beauty and joy.

As I sit here writing to you, Toby is curled up next to me, his soft snores filling the quiet room. I talk to him about you, about how wonderful you were, and it feels like he understands. His presence is a comfort, a small beacon of light in the darkness. I miss you more than words can say, Caitlin, but having Toby here has brought a measure of peace to my heart.

I love you so much, and I miss you every moment of every day. I hope you can see how Toby is helping me, how he's become a source of strength and comfort. I'll keep writing to you, sharing my days, my thoughts, my love. Forever in my heart, Caitlin.

Yours always, 

Davin

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