Third Year
My dearest Jana'
I don't know why but this has been the hardest year without you. Today I have wept and wept because of missing you so much. You were such an inspiration and so bubbly and fun to be around. You never saw bad in people. You could always find something good to say. I know your students saw this in you also. Such an admired quality. I am so proud to be able to say you were my daughter. I know you take after your dad but I am sure there was some of your mother in you also.
Today we were going to go to the cemetery but I had a meeting in the morning and it was so windy we decided to get balloons and send them off from home where it was the very last time we saw you and were able to say goodbye. Well we stopped at Costco and got a few things. When we got home dad opened the back of the car to get our groceries out and didn't remember that the balloons were in the back of the car. Guess what. The wind had it's way and they flew out of the car. Didn't realized it until about an hour later when I asked your dad where they were. I am sure they knew where they were suppose to go though. I love you so much and MISS you terribly. Your son is getting good use of both your pocket trumpet and the one you played. So glad to see that he has taken an interest in playing the instrument that you enjoyed.
Love you much,
Mom