It's been four years since we lost you and a lot has happened... You have a new grandchild, beautiful little Josephine. I told Sophie when she was pregnant that you loved that name, after all you named one of our dogs Josephine Marie-Rose, and I'm sure that helped Sophie and Chris in their name choice. Gabriel has cried for you several times; he mourns you as a lost father figure, the only one he knew thus far. I have a Masters now, and I work for the government though nothing as cool or exciting as being an FSO. I think Blueberry Hill has been good for all of us. Manman is still as selfless and hardworking and wonderful as ever. Zahraa and Gabriel and Leila are growing up... They know who you are. They recognize you from pictures. I tell Gabriel little things about you whenever I can. I know Gaby does the same with the girls. The other day Chunk, a big friendly dog, chewed off the legs of the buffalo you gave Gabriel after a trip West, and when Gabriel found it he cried and cried... because it's one of the only things he has from you. I comforted him and told him I'd sew the buffalo back together but then I cried too. Gabriel sings very sweetly and is very good with language. He is as against learning French as you were for it... But that might change. I try to balance doing what would make you proud and knowing that you love me no matter what. I miss you.