There is this heaviness in my heart that I can't reconcile, and I'm resigned to the fact that the answers may forever elude me. Each day, I think about you, each morning that I wake up, each night before I succumb to slumber. The longest two months of my life, and how can I say that it'll ever be better when I know that our catching up will be at the end of our lives?
I miss you, Alexis. I hope you and Nika are finally home.