Diary Entry:
As I sit alone in my mom’s backyard, the night sky is alight with the magic of fireworks, casting a kaleidoscope of colors that reflect the deep longing in my heart. Mom has gone to bed, and my daughter is tucked away in her pillow fort, lost in the glow of her phone. It is in this solitude, surrounded by the boom and sparkle of the night, that I feel his absence most acutely.
This moment would have been our moment of "beredtes Schweigen" — our eloquent silence. The time when words fall away, and we simply bask in the beauty of each other's presence.
Earlier today, at the party, I ached for him to be by my side, his charismatic energy effortlessly drawing me into conversations and introducing me to strangers who quickly become friends. Among the laughter and chatter, there was an emptiness without him. Though it was a comfort to have him with me in text, it could never replace the warmth of his touch, the sound of his laughter, the way he makes the world feel right. I miss him as if we have shared a thousand holidays together, and he is the missing piece that completes every cherished memory.
One day, I hope we will bridge the distance between us, uniting my life in the USA with his in Germany, so that we can create these moments together. Until then, I will hold onto the hope of our future, where every sparkle in the night sky will remind me of the love that binds us across the miles. With love, Scarlet
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