Dear Bella

I still miss you every day, there is not a day that goes by where I do not miss being able to hug you, kiss you or even have a bit of fun and try to tickle you. I miss out silly interactions, having a nonsense conversation about something stupid I missed. As well as the serious ones we had about things like our future and alike. Or just sitting there in silence not needing to say anything because it was a loving and peaceful silence.

I still haven’t won the lottery yet, but you can guarantee that if I do win that your mother and brothers would be taken care off with nice houses and a nice car for those that can drive. I have become very close to your mother in this period sharing information as I get it, talking about a memorial service that we can have when this virus is under control. So those who couldn’t come to the funeral can go to that.

One strange thing that has happened is that with Meg seeing me at my very worst, it would be understandable if she never wanted to see me again. But the opposite has happened and we have become reasonably good friends who chat regularly about everything and anything. She does want to plan a trip to Manchester to spend a few days with me so we can chat in person about everything, anything and probably you. I am looking forwards to it happening.

I got the Marvel superhero game that I told you about and to be honest, I am not getting…