I bought a flower for you and before I could even plant it in the ground, it b l o o m e d. It’s pink, which was your favorite color.
I can’t wait to find a place to plant it. I’m going to take good care of it so that it can live for as long as possible. When it’s time is up, when it’s purpose has been fulfilled, I can let it go.
I have to constantly remind myself that it was your time to go. You fulfilled your purpose. Being a selfish human being, I feel as if a part of your purpose was to make me feel human, not like a diagnosis. Because that’s what you did for me. You made me feel human.
You were my best friend. You are my best friend. I hope you see the flower from heaven and watch it continue to bloom.
I hope this letter finds you well, and I am going to continue writing you letters. I am going to continue to stay on track to remain h u m a n, not a diagnosis.