My Dear Sweet Girl,

9.

6.5.

16.

49.

254.

1.

Numbers can say so much without a single word.

9 months since our days together were interrupted—not by choice of you or I.

6 and a half months since I began writing you these letters, each one a piece of my heart kept safe for you.

16 letters written so that someday you’ll know how deeply I loved and missed you.

49 days since I last saw you in Texas.

254 days since you’ve been inside my house—the house where you lived for three and a half years. Your toys are still here. Your bed is still waiting for your return, just as Papa and I are.

And 1 promise that will never change: I will always be here for you.

But some numbers can’t be counted.

Every day since, not one without me loving you.

Every letter written, holding a piece of my heart.

Countless dreams and thoughts of you.

And infinite love, reaching for you always.

All my love,

Nana