A letter from Nov 04, 2024

Dear Nina, This year has been hard. One of the hardest. We almost didn't write a letter this year. As always, a rewind : We lost Floyd in April 2023. We Grieved. A lot. When we started to get back up again we lost our great-grandma. We grieved, again. We found love, in a magical way (but nobody was surprise except us). We found to beautiful and amazing cats, possibly sent by Floyd. They are at the same time a LOT like Floyd and also so different from him. Wunjo is a bit more shy than Floyd, but the way she's kneading on your belly is just how he would do it. Skadi is so afraid of everything when Floyd was so curious. But when she bumps her head against you to be held in your arms and be petted... When we started to be fine again, our therapist died, suddenly. It was one of the weirdest feelings ever. To feel left alone, to be angry against him for dying. I mean, who was I supposed to see now if I had any problems ? It was harsh, it was sudden and it was confusing. Because of all those things that happened we sadly went into depression again. Not as hard as the first time (thank GODS), but still. To this day we have been resting on doctor's order since August.We feel better, but still really tired. We found a new therapist who seems pretty cool. We are starting to look for a extensive training to become a sound engineer. I hope that the year to come will be a bit easier. At least with not so many deaths. As I said before, we now know that life is ******* hard as ****. But it is also beautiful. Maybe there's some times when you would feel like maybe it isn't worth living. But it is. I swear to you life is worth living for.