Dear Stephanie,

I have been waiting all day to write to you. It's the last thing I'm doing tonight. I could not go to sleep without telling you about my experience this morning. I thought about you on my walk. I mean, I think about you everyday, but some moments are deeper than others.

 I got out right at the beginning of the blue hour, which you probably know by now is my favorite time of day to start my walks. I enjoy watching the sky transition into a new day and I love seeing the lamp posts still lit, and then turn off at sunrise. I spent some time taking pictures of that deep blue sky and the lit lamp posts illuminating the trees, but not too much.

 

I continued on with my walk, heading in the direction of the top of the hill when I happened to catch a small peek at the brilliant pink and purple sky. I know that these were your favorite colors and the shades of each one were exactly what you would like. I started walking a little faster so I could get a better view from the top of the hill. I wanted to capture the full scope of it, in my heart and on my camera. I wanted to share the moment with my friends.

I know that this moment of the day doesn't last long, so I was well
aware of the fact that my time was limited. It took me only about five more minutes to get to the top of the hill, but by then that brilliant pink and purple had already faded. My heart sunk. I felt depressed, like I had my chance and missed it. If only I had not spent some time taking pictures of those lamp posts, I might have captured a better and longer-lasting view of the sky that was so...you. It was like a metaphor of your life and our friendship - so profound and beautiful, but gone way too soon. I felt like I had lost you all over again.

What I realized while standing at the top of the hill, wondering why those colors had to disappear so quickly, just like your short life on Earth, was that pink and purple sky was a unique experience only meant for the two of us to enjoy. I can describe it in words to people, which I haven't yet, but they will not experience it the way I did. And that's okay. I also realized that it isn't the length of time that matters most, but rather the quality of the experience. And truthfully, I have no regrets about taking the time to enjoy the deep blue hour and the lit lamp posts.

As I thought about all of this, I happened to notice a bunny having breakfast in the distance by a pine tree. This was the same bunny I saw yesterday in that same spot. He reminded me of the bunny you used to have - Cream Puff was the name. I decided to name the one I saw today Cocoa Puff because he's brown. There are lots of bunnies in that area that I occasionally see, but this one felt extra special. It's like you sent him just for me. You definitely know what cheers me up. I even had my big camera with me, so I could take a fairly decent picture. Actually, I took about 20 or so pictures, but this was the one that came out the best. He was kind of far away from me, but close at heart, for sure. I hope you like it.

Luv ya lots,

Meezan