It's been two months since you died, Chloe. In some ways that feels like such a long time and in other ways it feels like the time has gone so fast. Life is so much harder now. I don't really have much to say but I did not want this day to go by without being mentioned. I am driving your car now, which feels so strange sometimes. Your southern girl "CGM" decal is still on the back windshield, and I think I like it that way. I might add a Cardinals sticker back there too, which I think you would be just fine with.
Anyways, we love you and miss you so much. As life goes on down here, I keep wishing I could tell you all sorts of things that come up, big and small. You were always so supportive and proud of me, and I have been missing the unconditional way that you cheered me on, even though our lives and our interests were so different.
This is nothing more than a poorly written note from a broken big brother, just to say that I love you and my heart hurts every day that goes by.
This is so precious and true.