"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I miss you more and more every day every hug every joke no matter how small I miss all the little things. Why does cancer have to be a thing? I have lost so many people from it but I would have never thought it would have taken my best friend, my uncle but really my dad, my big teddy bear, and my chef. Who is going to make me all of those delicious meals nobody can compare to you. Nobody’s food tastes even close to as good as yours did. Whenever I get a meal placed in front of me I always wonder so many things. How could Uncle Scott have made this better? Would Uncle Scott have made fun of how this is made? Would have he even liked it? If he did like it would he still ask for the chef and tell him it was good and tell him the things that would make it better? Some days I wish that he didn’t even have gotten skin cancer in the beginning so it wouldn’t have turned into brain cancer. But other days I wonder if we caught skin cancer earlier if he would still be alive. But if we did catch it before it got worse and he beat cancer, would he have gotten a relapse? But since you are gone I just wanted to let you know we are all doing good. Aunt Julie (your wife) is getting better. Some days I see the pain in her eyes and other days she can talk about you for days with a big smile on her face on ohw lucky she was to have you and how in love she was and still is with you. Lily (your daughter) is even more grumpy than she was before but that’s her way of coping in my eyes but she is never grumpy for long then she goes straight into being loving and wanting hugs and help. I am doing ok I am just trying to keep everyone healthy and happy some days I get very overwhelmed and just break down I don’t know how you took such good care of us all. But in all I am doing okay. I love and miss you everyday.