I arranged to meet Kim, the social worker that helped us, again. She said she was honored to receive the memory box, which I thought was sweet of her to say.
I told her how the woman who received the box from last year did end up contacting me and she was glad to hear it. Kim said she would hold into the box, in her office, and keep it for when the time was right, just like last year.
I hate to think that someone will even need this box and will be reading my letter to her one day. But I do hope it can bring them some comfort.
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