Dearest Opi.

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LieberĀ Opi,

Mama reminded me last week that the fifth anniversary of your death came and went. I thought I’d be okay, but I spent the entire day thinking. Thinking of memories we made together. Thinking of how much I miss you.

I never thought that even after you passed away, you’d still teach me so much about life. How you teach me to strive for something, how to be better, how to love unconditionally, how to be quietly proud of loved ones. I never thought that you’d teach me why you loved Loriot, until now.

I never truly understood what it means to have an important pillar in my life to fall down so suddenly because you are not here. I miss you Opi, with every year that passes. But with every day, I understand that the pillar never truly fell down. Because you are still with me, every day. No matter where I go, you are with me.

I am reminded of you with the smell of freshly percolated coffee at breakfast time. When audiobooks are played during long car rides. I see you in my mother’s face. I am reminded of you when I bake Vanillakipferln.

You taught me to hold on tight to family, because life changes so suddenly. So I’ll do that. I’ll treasure my family, and all the memories made.

I miss you with every year that passes, but I know you will always be with me and for that I am grateful.

Sophia x

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