Presence

Dearest Daniel

The American poet Edna St. Vincent Millay wrote: "The presence of that absence is everywhere."

I am conscious of your presence and your absence even when I sleep.

It is now 5 months that I have been living without you and in many ways it feels so wrong. How can the world keep on turning and I keep on breathing without you? You were and still are my world.

I remembered that I have the envelope holding the ribboned lock of your first haircut and a part of me pulls towards that envelope, to open it and to stroke the piece of golden brown hair but then I also know that my heart will break. Maybe one day.

I love you my darling and I imagine you in my arms. I feel your closeness and sweet energy and I kiss your head and beautiful face.

Take care my baby

Mamma