There is so much I need/have/will/find to do about all this now. Though I might never accept that I will never see you again, I will fight for the rest of my life so no other family has to go through this.
I can't believe I survived one year without you. Neither can Johnathan. It seems like a century ago, but today, it feels like it just happened all over again. I have chosen to charge this epidemic with a fight, maybe I'm resentful, maybe I'm doing this for all the right reasons. So much has been happening under the radar through your organization and privately for myself.
What will soon be a disconnect of social media for me soon, will enlighten a new beginning, a new fight, a new empowerment for many I hope...all because of you. For now, I can only share a snippet of one of the many projects happening this year. It has been submitted, it is being reviewed, it is being considered, it has been called hopeful, truthful, glorious, and I truly believe in this agent to fight to get this published as she believes in your story as much as I do. Because above all your story will be an inspiration and I will make sure of that.
There are no words to put into all the grief that is flooding me this week. So I will only share what I can for now, and a message to others, perhaps a promise to others that I have not and will not give up on this and that your organization will succeed among other things. I've talked to you all night, every night this week....you know how I feel.
I love you, I miss you, I want you home.