Mom and Dad,

A few months ago I got used to the fact that I wasn't going to see Mom anymore, but then I lost you. It's taking me a while, but I'm starting to realize that your both gone. I'm not sure why it's taken this long.
I still find myself wanting to call you guys and tell you about work or how fun school is. I've still yet to take either one of you out of my phone and I don't want to anytime soon. I still have ringtones I'm never going to hear because you guys can't call.
Dad got to meet Charles and I really wish you had, Mom. He's a great guy. I know that losing you two is why I want to be with him so bad and I'm working on being happy with just me and my relationship with God until we're ready to start new lives together.

I know you're both watching and I hope you're proud. I'm really trying to be okay and accepting of losing you two. It's hard, but God has a reason.
I miss both of you and I can't wait to see you guys again someday. I love you!