“I never got to say goodbye to my aunt.

“I was living far away when she died, and I had no means of attending her funeral. Sometimes it’s even difficult for me to believe that she is gone. As time goes by, and my life changes and special events come and go, I feel a pang of grief and a yearning for the ability to share things with her, knowing she would be involved if she were alive. Mostly, I feel sad when I want to tell her something and realize I can’t. But there is a way that I can. I’m learning now to write letters as a part of my healing processes, even if they can never be delivered. Finding some way to say goodbye, even if she can’t hear me, at least helps to give me a sense of resolution.”

~Wendy

Melanie Hack
Author of Who Killed My Sister, My friend
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