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Hi Aaron.

I know, I know. I'm about 4 years and 11 months early for my 5-year letter to you. But something happened last night that I wanted to make sure you knew about. Your brother is visiting your Gaga and Pip this week, getting to spend some quality time with his grandparents. He and Gaga walked over to the memorial garden at Gaga's church and Sammy starting reading the names on the engraved obelisk. He got to your name, knowing full well that your name was on there, and he told your Gaga that he misses you so much, and he was sad that he never got to meet you.

He also told Gaga that he didn't think she could understand that feeling he had. She told him that she missed you every day too.

I idly asked your mom if maybe Sammy still remembered the time he had his tubes in and he told your mom that after everything went black (anesthesia put him under) in the bright room with all the doctors (the operating room) he got to play with an older boy. In Sammy's words the boy looked kind of like him, was probably about 12 years old, and had come to keep him busy and play trucks with him. It was you, your mom and I knew it was you, and I think Sammy did, too.  It's one of my favorite "memories" of you, and whether it's real or not, the thought that you're still here, and still looking after your brother, your mother, and I is a very comforting one. Your mom confirmed that Sammy doesn't remember that anymore (he was only 3, and doesn't remember the procedure at all either).

I just wanted you to know that you're still loved Aaron. You'll never been forgotten, and even your brother who never knew you misses you.

Love,

Dad


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