Dearest Milo,

Here we are a year further on, and still your absence feels unreal, impossible. I am sitting here with the events of your last days playing over and over in my head, the disbelief we all felt at what was unfolding in front of us, what we were powerless to prevent.

You have left such a massive hole in our family - and in our hearts. I think of you always, miss you always. Those years when you and Sarah were both living at home here with me were very special, it was such a pleasure having you around, and I was happy that you felt so at home with us.

There will always be a piece of my heart that belongs to you, I will carry my memories of you with me til the end of my days - your interesting conversation, your intelligence, your marvellously dry sense of humour, your wonderful laughter, the chocolate brownies you made the first time you came here, and most of all the way you made Sarah so very happy.

I know you are OK, wherever you are now, because you told me just a few weeks ago, in the dream I had about you, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

So tomorrow we will be together, your family, me & Sarah, and I know you would be happy that there is a bond that will always keep us together - not just because of what happened, but also because your family are some of the loveliest people on the planet - and at the centre of our circle is you, smiling.

Sending you lots of love

Angela xx