My dear boy – my friend,
in case you are wondering where I am, I just want to say: am still here, even if you don’t always hear from me. I have promised you that – right? And so I will!
It’s a little bit hard for me (and many others) to not know how you are doing from day to day. I can only imagine how you feel and even that’s too difficult for me. I would like to be a small butterfly, so I could sit on your shoulder, watching and supporting you – like a mother supporting her child. I would be there, waving my wings to cheer you up when you are down and dry your tears when you are sad. I will not say anything, unless you want me to. I would like to be a blue and white butterfly. I could imagine me to have some silver patterns too – that’s nice.
Oscar, I have said it before and I will say it again – you are a real survivor. I admire you for that, but it costs to fight. I wish you some peace of mind, to go on with your life in your own way and in your own pace. I long for that day to come when you will get a fair chance to heal your acing soul and move on. I can’t wait to see that beautiful smile of yours again and I hope it doesn’t take too long. Until then be confidence that you are still loved by so many wonderful people around the world – and boy you really deserve to be loved……… ❤
God bless you my son and take care of yourself in the best way you can.
PS. Look out for a blue and white butterfly!