May 17th, 2025
Dear Journal,
I took Amelia out to the park today, considering she wanted to go out on my 24th birthday. Julie, her favorite willow tree, was shining beautiful once again. Amelia commented three times that the color of my ring was the same color as Julie's leaves. It made me think of you again. It made me miss you even more. And then something unexpected happen. I swear I saw you. Not the way you should look, but how you used to. My darling little daughter went over to you, and started talking with you. You seemed so happy, and so did she. I couldn't believe it. She raced over to me after a few minutes and told me the nice man said that you knew me. I looked up, and there was so much hope in my eyes. But you were already gone. But you left one last trace, and there was no more sadness. Yet there was so much more darkness. I took Amelia home and tucked her in. Before she said good night, she told me one more thing, "Mommy, that man wanted me to tell you that he's always with you. Especially in that thing he gave you. What did he mean?" I couldn't tell her the truth, so I promised to tell her sometime. I told her goodnight and turned out the lights. Oh, by the way, I know you are reading this. I love you.
-This is my last one. Good night love.
