Writing has always been cathartic for me. I will never have the opportunity to say in person what is has taken me more than three years to completely understand. This letter is part confession, part apology and part goodbye. It was written for Erin Nicole Crooks (Erin Crooks, jorgi95), in the hopes that someday, she might just wander by. No response is needed. Just the hope that someday, the happy memories will outweigh the bad. There was a storm brewing, that made the clouds over Sydney Grey.

Erin,

It took four years for me to say goodbye. Four years during which a lot happened.

I'm not going to go into everything that has transpired. It has left me with a much greater appreciation of my children, my friends and my life. It left me with a greater appreciation for the things I've had and lost.

I know that you have left many things unsaid to me. Anger, resentment, sadness. I know that you may never say these things to me. For that, I'm sorry. You have my hope that you have moved beyond these things. You have my wish of nothing but the best for you.

Thank you for being part of my life. Thank you for letting me say goodbye.

In a corner of my heart, Elton John is still singing on the radio. Three grinning and laughing children clap, and two friends dance together. Dancing and laughing in a dirty kitchen, as paper fish twist gently in the summer breeze.

I am, and will always be, your friend.

Daniel