To Kyle with love...

Where do I start? KD... the original.
I love you. I miss you. I dream about you. I talk to you.

I am writing this so that I can let go. I have to...

Those 15 years were some of the highest and lowest of my life. As with anything, looking back I focus on the positive and more light-hearted memories.

When you died, I was obliterated. So were the kids. You left us bereft of anything but sadness.

I am not going to go into details, its really none of anyones business but ours. I have been mad, sad, and glad... does that make sense? Mad that you died. Sad that you are missing out on the kids growing up. Glad that you are finally at peace and that your inner demons can no longer beat you down.

No one is perfect. We all have our flaws. I am going to leave it at that...

I now have to let you go. I hope your spirit is at peace and on the right path.
I smell you add the oddest times. I feel your presence when I talk to you. I know you are looking down and watching over the kids to make sure they are allright.

That song will forever hold special meaning.

I love you. I miss you. I dream of you. I talk to you.

Your place in my heart is forever.
With that I set myself free to be happy. To live and love implicitely.