It seems hard to believe that two years ago, I said "goodbye" to you, Mom. Two years ago, we had just been discussing you moving here to Germany. I remember how excited you were when Joern and I discussed that it would be best if you would move here. And that was our last conversation. Its amazing to me how much I miss you. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you, and I still miss your daily phone calls. I went through a really tough time a few weeks ago, and often thought of how badly I wanted to talk to you. Some days, I still struggle with the unfairness of it all, but I know that you are with Jerry, and I know that you are happy.
Please don't worry about me, Mom. I am fine. I know you were watching over me while I had my surgery, thank you for looking out for me.
I love you and miss you.