To the you I will never see,

Here I am sitting trying to make sense. Unable to fathom the world, unwilling to accept; how is it possible that I am grieving the loss of a soul I have never met? We have been waiting for you, J. Our excitement buzzing in the air, spilling past our lips, decorated in laughter, song, and words of love. We were waiting to see you, love. As the days turned into weeks, our joy bubbled over. We were counting down the days we could finally hold you in our arms, take your little hand and hold it tight, never letting go. We were counting down the moments when you would finally light up our days with your presence. We were waiting to experience all your firsts with you. We were waiting to shower you with all the love you deserve.

My dear, J, we were waiting for you. We were waiting to see if you would be as strong as your father, love as tenderly as your mother, and be the light of hope in our days. Love, you are a gift.

I know Heaven gained another angel today, J. Perhaps God didn’t want to let go of His precious one, so He decided to call you back home early. Perhaps you were too pure for this world, J. You were too lovely to be marred and tainted by this broken world. My dear, J, you have never met me, but know that I love you. I love you with the kind of love that I never knew existed. I love you, I love you, I love you. I will see you soon at Home, angel.

Love always,

Forever your A.