Dear Candy,
The day, I would be nervous the most has finally arrived. Over a month, I have always been under an impression of regrets to face the December 18. The day when we lost you is lending me score of discomfort. Precisely a year ago, when we switched off for the day, never thought of next morning was not meant for us. Your loss is pain the of lifetime. Its over twelve midnight, sitting closed to your brother Coco and you mom while writing words of my choice to you
was never expected. Since you are unimaginably too far from us, my notions in these words can heal our pain.
Love, it’s a year when we destiny snatched you from us. Your mom (of course with wet eyes) trying to remember the whole episode in chronicle manner and I just cheering her one or the other ways. We look into the eyes and smiles of Coco and find you, thus a bit of consolation for us.
Yes, we miss you a lot baby. I still remember the moments, when I used to come from office and manage a hide. You follow my whistle sound for your catch . Your mother misses your morning yawns and your ask for toothpaste on your small toothbrush (which I still have in my shaving kit and carry always with me while I tour) What else my love ! Memories are never ending but strength to mention them never support.
All I can share with you is the first pic of your brother, who would be turning two months of coming 20. Before I burst, let me signed off, come to my dreams.
Stay Connected.
Yous loving Dad
Sudeep Rawat
The day, I would be nervous the most has finally arrived. Over a month, I have always been under an impression of regrets to face the December 18. The day when we lost you is lending me score of discomfort. Precisely a year ago, when we switched off for the day, never thought of next morning was not meant for us. Your loss is pain the of lifetime. Its over twelve midnight, sitting closed to your brother Coco and you mom while writing words of my choice to you
was never expected. Since you are unimaginably too far from us, my notions in these words can heal our pain.Love, it’s a year when we destiny snatched you from us. Your mom (of course with wet eyes) trying to remember the whole episode in chronicle manner and I just cheering her one or the other ways. We look into the eyes and smiles of Coco and find you, thus a bit of consolation for us.
Yes, we miss you a lot baby. I still remember the moments, when I used to come from office and manage a hide. You follow my whistle sound for your catch . Your mother misses your morning yawns and your ask for toothpaste on your small toothbrush (which I still have in my shaving kit and carry always with me while I tour) What else my love ! Memories are never ending but strength to mention them never support.
All I can share with you is the first pic of your brother, who would be turning two months of coming 20. Before I burst, let me signed off, come to my dreams.
Stay Connected.
Yous loving Dad
Sudeep Rawat
