8 Years

I watched Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close today. In the movie, the main character, Oscar, said this:

"If the sun were to explode, you wouldn't even know about it for 8 minutes because thats how long it takes for light to travel to us. For eight minutes the world would still be bright and it would still feel warm. It was a year since my dad died and I could feel my eight minutes with him... were running out"

Oscar, it's been 8 years for me, today.. I'm doing my best to keep my 8 minutes with my dad, I do everything to make it lasts longer. 

 How do you write a love letter to a place? To a time? To bittersweetness?