Oh my gosh! I hope those messages will be retrievable! Anything our loved ones wrote or typed carry so much value and meaning. I just sent up a prayer for you regarding this.
July 4th left me gloomy. Brooks adored July 4th. He liked all the hubbub of activity--family cookouts, (the man didn't meet a hamburger he didn't love, or wolf down!), watching his nephews running in the yard, wielding sparklers, taking in the fireworks show from the deck of his lake house, and--he'd be too sheepish to admit it, but July 4th was the official kickoff towards his birthday at the end of the month.
My parents put on a small fireworks display, and it was pretty, but I felt incomplete and detached without Brooks. He made everything in my life all the more special.
Baylee