For a moment all came back, they were all here with me, I missed M and S. They were soft and warm, beautiful and understanding. I remembered holding them, touching them, just being near to them. I could almost feel the warmth of their touch, the way they looked at me. I remembered and I felt a bubble form in my throat, a sensation of true loss as tears started forming, but of course with me, didn’t actually form. They live in my mind, I see them, happy and sad, they come to me and I console them and myself. They then temporarily leave, only to come back later, with less clarity but more force.