Hi

Dear Irena,

I try not to write to you so much here anymore, its honestly still very hurtful for me. But, it doesn't mean you are far from my thoughts. I always think about time being a great healer, but I think when sometimes a piece of ones heart is gone, that piece just cannot grow back.

I sent you an email some months back asking how you and the dogs are but you never replied. I suppose that was a subtle way of you telling me to not bother you again. So, I am afraid to write you more.

There is a woman here in Basel who I am going to do some work with in regards to starting a food business. Anyway, she had a miscarriage last week. It took me back to the time when you were pregnant the first time and you bought the pregnant pants. I will tell you Iren, its like yesterday for me, and it makes me just as sad now as it did then when you lost the baby.

I keep learning every day about myself and new ways of being to better myself and my life. To live a better life, more loving, and kind. I even got a tattoo, can you imagine that?

Ok, I say goodbye for now. It would be great if we were in contact again, but I have given up hope of that, and I just keep thinking about you and writing to you here, I suppose it is the safest place to write you.

Miss you ...
Dave

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