A year had quickly passed by but one thing remains the same, I miss you just as much each and every day. There is not a day I do not think of you. I wish that you are still here with us. I wish that I can cuddle with you and hug you. I wish that you are here to play tug-of-war with me. I wish that you can see how big your little brofur had grown. I wish that you are here to play with June and to tease her like you used to do.
I love you dearly and I miss you.
Love,
Mom
