Echoes of You

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Dear Caitlin,

Today, Mark told me he's decided to buy a house near me so he can be closer and watch over me. It's a comforting thought, knowing he and Emily will be nearby. They've been such a support, and having them close feels like a lifeline in these difficult times.

It started snowing this afternoon, and the sight of the snowflakes drifting down brought back so many memories of us. Winter was always our favorite season, wasn't it? I remember how we used to bundle up and head outside to play in the snow. You loved making snowmen, and you always put that special scarf you crafted around their necks. You were so proud of that scarf, and it always made our snowmen look so unique.

Toby and I went out into the backyard, the fresh snow crunching under our boots. I couldn't help but think of all the times we had snowball fights, laughing and chasing each other around. You were always so good at dodging, and your aim was impeccable. I remember how you would laugh and shout, "Jack Frost is coming!" as you threw snowballs my way. Those moments were pure joy, filled with laughter and love.

I decided to build a snowman today, just like we used to. I found your scarf and wrapped it around his neck, just like you would have. It felt like a small tribute to you, a way to keep your spirit alive in the little traditions we shared. Toby ran around, his excitement infectious, and for a moment, it felt like you were right there with us.

After we finished building the snowman, I lay down in the snow and made a snow angel, just like we used to do together. I closed my eyes and imagined you beside me, your laughter filling the air. It was a bittersweet moment, filled with both longing and a sense of closeness to you.

When I came back inside, I made hot chocolate and sat by the window, watching the snow fall. I remembered how you would always make hot chocolate for us after playing outside, the rich aroma filling the house, bringing warmth and comfort. I miss those simple moments, the way you made everything better just by being there.

Mark and Emily came over later, and we talked about you and all the fun we had in the snow. Emily was excited to hear about our snowball fights and snow angels, and she wanted to go outside and make her own. We bundled up and headed out, and I taught her how to make the perfect snow angel. It was healing to share those memories, to see Emily's joy and know that a part of you lives on in our stories.

The nights are still the hardest, Caitlin. The ache of your absence is always there, but having Mark, Emily, and Toby here has made it a bit more bearable. They've brought a sense of life and hope back into my days, and I'm grateful for their support. I miss you every moment, but I'm finding small ways to heal, to keep moving forward.

I love you more than words can say, Caitlin. I hope you can see how much you are loved and remembered, how your spirit continues to inspire me. I'll keep writing to you, sharing my days, my thoughts, my love. Forever in my heart, Caitlin.

Yours always,
Davin