Dear Uncle Harold,
I miss you. A lot. I have for the entirty of the 7 years since I last saw you; 6 years since you died. A lot has changed since then. For example, I learned just how badass you were. I learned the side effects of war. I learned what real and honest guilt feels like. I learned grief, fear, anger, joy, saddness, pain, heartbreak, euphoria, contentment. I learned what it was to watch a person detiorate in a debilitating depression. I learned how to smile despite it all, to always look for that proverbial silver lining. I learned that the world is a glorious and terrible place. I learned friendship and unconditional love. I learned how to get over a fear and sing in front of a crowd. I learned how to open my heart to someone. I learned the pain when someone breaks your heart. I learned how to move on from that heartbreak and trust again. I grew to be a person that I hope you're proud of.
I think the biggest lesson I learned though is how to truly miss a person. I wish you were still around to talk to all of the time.
I love you and can't wait to see you again.
All my love,
Ally
PS- You're my favorite great uncle but don't tell anyone else that ;)
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