6 months ago you were alive. In 9 days, 6 months ago you would decide to take your life. I will never understand why you did this without calling me. You called me for everything. I was your person and you were mine. You called me for the most minor of issues and all major health concerns, but you didn’t call me on that night. You were in pain, I knew that, but I don’t know it was this much – so unbearable the only way out was death. I am broken. I go through the motions of life but I’m a shell. I love you and miss you every day. I go to call you and it hit all over again. I’m so deeply sorry I wasn’t there and you didn’t call. I will never recover from this. I am broken. I hope you are no longer in pain, and you can rest, and mom is there with you. I love you so much.