My beautiful boy, it's been to long since I've written to you or about you. I suppose that it would be simple for people to think it's because I have moved on, which is somewhat the case -- yet not at all.
I think of you everyday. I promise you, as I promise myself, that it's a very natural feeling and not one meant to somehow punish myself into misery. Because life in it's infinite ways has thrown our family into dire straits of a new kind I am quite preoccupied. Strangely enough, it is because of you that I am able to keep my head above water.
Today I live in duality. On one hand I am weaker than I have ever been, on the other hand I am stronger than I have ever been. The illusion I once lived is no more.
I love you until the day I too find my way home.
Madre.
