Exactly two years ago my life as I knew it ended. My happiness ended. You don't really know what being happy feels like until you are not that happy anymore.
Although I do recall driving off to work every morning, watching you two walk to the park, feeling a bliss and wondering for how much longer will I be able to look at you? Of course at the time I feared about Fox getting old. But still. You can never prepare yourself enough to accept the irreversible.
Two years have gone by, and though I do feel much much better the past couple of months, this day feels like yesterday. When I still had you, and we laughed about the same things, we thought of the same things, we loved the same things and were all too cynical and dark together, driving the rest of the family mad.
I miss you baba. We all do. Foxaki misses you too, but I am doing everything I can to fill in the empty space, to never leave him as you never did, and to hold on to him as he holds on to you.