Tragic accident victim's mother's poignant letter revealed

A father has shared a deeply moving letter written by his 19-year-old daughter, who tragically died in an accident. The letter, posted on Facebook and shared with Delfi, paints a heartbreaking picture of a life cut short and the enduring impact on her family.

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You are gone. I was cutting rose petals and our dog became worried, looking at the emptiness, he started to bark. You were there, you came to say goodbye. Only I didn't see you anymore. You are gone.

"You are gone. I was cutting rose petals and our dog became worried, looking at the emptiness, he started to bark. You were there, you came to say goodbye. Only I didn't see you anymore. You are gone," the letter begins, conveying a sense of lingering presence and profound loss. The daughter's dreams remain "beautifully folded" in her room, like outgrown sweaters that cannot be worn but are too precious to discard. Details like her handwritten note about cat medication and the missing two eggs at breakfast underscore the void left behind.

The letter continues to describe the small, everyday reminders of her absence: the unbloomed hydrangeas she might not have identified, the cacti on her windowsill that she will no longer water, and the lingering scent of her perfume. "Every corner of the house remembers you – your towel still hangs in the bathroom, and your socks lie by the washing machine waiting for us to wash them. But you are already gone. And grief has arrived," the letter states.

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Your dreams remained beautifully folded and placed in your room on your desk. Like outgrown sweaters, which you can no longer wear, but they are so dear that you cannot give them up and look for a corner in the closet where you can put them.

Grief is depicted as a heavy, pervasive presence, "sitting in that empty chair. Eating from that empty plate. So thick and viscous. Sometimes so thick that we can't move our legs through it. Sometimes so dark that we don't see where or why we are going. Sometimes so viscous that we can't inhale air. It is everywhere – we fall asleep with it in the evening and it crashes down on us like a dark wave upon opening our eyes in the morning."

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Grief has arrived. It has taken that empty chair. It eats from that empty plate. So thick and viscous. Sometimes so thick that we cannot move our legs through it.

The letter offers a path toward acceptance, suggesting that grief will always be with them, but may eventually become less monstrous. It is a testament to the depth of love that preceded the sorrow. "Grief testifies to how great the love was. Remember, grief came to us because love came first," the letter concludes. The funeral saw a large gathering of relatives and friends, with Vilnius Mayor Valdas Benkunskas and Vilnius District Mayor Robertas Duchnevičius in attendance to pay their final respects.

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Grief testifies to how great the love was. Remember, grief came to us because love came first. First was love...