Dear Missy,
Today you went to the beach with mom and dad. I so wanted to come along but didn't want to impose when mom sent you to ask me. You are the cutest little thing ever.
I hope you are having a great time playing in the sand and making sandcastles.
I hope you are being good.
I pray your life never turns out like mine.
I am so alone when I am not working.
I feel like crying all the time.
I miss you and your baby brother so much.
I must be insane.
What kind of person wants to go to work every single day of their life.
A lonely one I guess.
I long for the day I am not alone.
I long for the day I am happy.
I long for the day to have a real family,
With a little girl just like you.
Oh how I would love her.
And love you all over again.
I hope she reminds me of you everyday
And you come over and help me babysit
That would be so funny.
You with your bossy ways.
I long for the day coming.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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