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Dear Raisin,
Happy birthday, sweetie :) I know your birthday was yesterday, but Mommy was very busy yesterday, and didn't have time to write you a letter. I promise I didn't forget about you, though: you were on my mind a lot of the day. I was thinking about how it would be to be driving in the car and singing songs with you and your daddy, showing you the cacti and the lizard and the jackrabbit, telling you about all the neat things we would do once we found the place we wanted to buy.
You would have been three years old yesterday, my dear. Running around, asking questions, playing, talking, laughing - alive. Maybe you would have liked to watch me play video games, talk on C3 with my MoW buds, bake bread and write. Maybe you would have preferred playing basketball and running with Daddy. I don't know, dear - and I'll never know. But it's still nice to think about, you asking why Princess Ashe ran away, learning how to shoot a three pointer.
I love you, sweetheart. I don't think about you every day, but I think about you frequently. I miss having you with me, and I love you.
Love,
Mommy
Happy birthday, sweetie :) I know your birthday was yesterday, but Mommy was very busy yesterday, and didn't have time to write you a letter. I promise I didn't forget about you, though: you were on my mind a lot of the day. I was thinking about how it would be to be driving in the car and singing songs with you and your daddy, showing you the cacti and the lizard and the jackrabbit, telling you about all the neat things we would do once we found the place we wanted to buy.
You would have been three years old yesterday, my dear. Running around, asking questions, playing, talking, laughing - alive. Maybe you would have liked to watch me play video games, talk on C3 with my MoW buds, bake bread and write. Maybe you would have preferred playing basketball and running with Daddy. I don't know, dear - and I'll never know. But it's still nice to think about, you asking why Princess Ashe ran away, learning how to shoot a three pointer.
I love you, sweetheart. I don't think about you every day, but I think about you frequently. I miss having you with me, and I love you.
Love,
Mommy