dearest Allie, t except for t float from t a loss for  is a strange experience for me, for ime of memories. But to put it into  kno a poet, and yet a poem is needed to fully express t you.

    So my mind drifts, and I remember t our life togete   myself beside t table and  I saiful and sensitive and  t comes  sure I understand, I o tell tory.

    I called Jeff and David into tcold t us and o me so long ago.

    I told t our cened  tting in front of torm raging outside. I told t your mot Lon t day - told t er t day, after you  back to town.

    t part of tory  me, even after all time. Even t t to me only once, and I remember marveling at trengt day. I still cannot imagine o t must  to talk to old me t t t on a benc c  you must stay.

    I knoo me he cared for you as well.

    No,  understand losing you, but  you  it  be fair to  release your  and angry, and tried for almost an o c ;I cant go back ;  your decision  togetime  speaking. I

    Im sure it  only a fe I ood then why your choice was so hard.

    I remember t  until Kate finally stood to embrace me. quot;O; sears in ed to ansions, t ask any. Instead, thing much more special.

    For t four old me o told stories about tten.

    And by t take t ao enjoy it h me.

    After t, I rocked in silence, toget least in my , and it is impossible for me to remember a time  of me. I do not kno day, but I  t I  thankfully Ill never know.

    I love you, Allie. I am ure, every day ogetest day of my