My dear sunshine,
It has been exactly 7 nights since you and your mother left to visit your grandparents. It has been 7 nights since I have stayed and you have gone.
I miss you so much.
Ever since you were born, I have realized the true meaning of loving someone so that it hurts. I don't think that I will ever love someone or something as much as I love you.
On a philosophical note and quite far from romantic one as above, I feel obliged to share this with you: we, human beings, are very strange creatures. We act and react in many cases by instinct, and we don't have much control over our instincs. One of strangest, or dumbest if you will, of such instincs is that we realize the value of things as soon as we lose them. We are always looking for the things that we don't have and as soon as we get them, we are looking for 'other' things that we don't have.
So strange, so inexplicable, so primitive and so dumb.
Nevertheless, I miss you so much at this moment.
Love,
Your father
