Number 183

A Letter to Rebecca

Dear R,

How are you? We're all doing well. I imagine you already know that, though. The interesting thing is that I'm no longer as surprised as I used to be when I consider how well things are going for our family since you left. Not perfect, mind you, but good. Though the hole you left behind can never be filled, we've all chosen to continue to move forward. Just know that you are never far from our thoughts. But I imagine you already know all of that, too.

We were all in Marshfield last week to bid Marmee and her incredible legacy goodbye. It was never spoken out loud, but I think many of us realized that maybe we were saying goodbye to Marshfield as well. Without Marmee to anchor us to that particular port, who knows where we'll all gather together again. In any event, considering everything that has happened to the family since February, 2016, the vibe was one of gentle, healing reconciliation. I was wistful watching your sibs gathered together without you; but at the same time, I celebrated its significance. Time remains an undefeated champion, and I think everyone realizes how special it is anytime we can be together.

There's a lot more I want to say to you, but right now those feelings are a jumbled mess resisting my efforts to turn them into coherent words. I think the common denominator comes down to three words: I miss you.

I know it's a little early, but happy birthday.

As always, I love you,

N