my grandmother always told me that when you lose someone you care about they come to speak to you in your dreams. i believe this to be true, and i have experienced it several times. i know you have come to many in their dreams so far, but the other night was the first you appeared in mine. it was not in the way i had hoped and it caused me to wake and stayed with me since.
my heart (our hearts) have been heavy since you left, mine no more than others, but collectively our grief could sink mountains. your presence in my life for the last 17 or so years was a gift. you probably would never believe me (and i can see you smirk and roll your eyes as i type this) but you taught me a lot, in ways you didn't even realize. as i ran tonight and listened to this, i felt the tinge of a lingering regret...that i didn't tell you that.
time has passed and is passing, we are all moving forward and readjusting, but your absence will leave an ever present void in all our hearts. so i simply hope that perhaps this message to you over the ethers of the internet will magically reach you and let you know the gift you were to all of us.
our love is with you...still...always