Dear Mother,

Do you remember how we used always be together? I could always trust you to put a smile upon my face.

Do you remember how we would race around our home? Do you remember how we would race each other up the stairs? Do you remember how we would then slide down the rail, our hair billowing behind us?

Do you remember?

Do you remember how we would swim in the river Lucarno? Do you remember how the sun beat down upon the small of our backs? Do you remember how we would spend hours talking together?

Do you remember how we would climb to the top of our favourite oak tree? Its huge branches were a haven for us. The cool green leaves were our blanket.

Do you remember how we would climb to the top of that tree, and you would say to me that we were on top of the world.

Do you remember how you said, "We will always be together, forever"?

Do you remember?

I remember.

I remember how you were my greatest friend, my soul mate, my confidant. My mother. I remember your lively spirit whenever you imitated High Chancellor Thomas. I remember the hugs and kisses that you would constantly bestow upon me.

I remember how during cold winter nights, we would snuggle up together by the fire. I remember how during a storm I would run to your bed and you would cuddle me. I remember the warmth and security that your presence brought me.

I remember how I used to think that everything would stay the same forever.

Too bad it didn't.

We always used to do things together. It is funny how things change, isn't it?

When you became sick, I became sick. But I recovered, and you? You died. In a way, I too died.

I remember the coldness of your body. I remember the stillness of your features, so unlike you in life.

The sorrow that overcame me threatened to kill me.

I had made a promise that if you got better, I would try to be good. I had never thought that you were in danger of dying. Nobody did.

I wish that I could have told you I loved you. I wish that I could have said goodbye.

See mother, it is too late to do those things to you in person. And so this is why I am writing to you.

Mandy suggested that I do it. She said that you would receive it in heaven.

I just wanted to say that I love you and miss you. My life will never be the same again.

Love Always,
Ella.