Fee takes dictation
Dearest Alexander,
Although I didn't feel well enough to type today, Feegan was kind enough to agree to take dictation. I've told him he has an administrative future if security proves too dangerous later in life.
I wanted to tell you how very much these last two weeks have meant to me. When I came back to Metropolis, it was with hope mixed with trepidation; would you accept my apologies and forgive me, or had your father poisoned you against me?
Never did I dare to dream that you would not only accept my apologies, but invite me back into your life, especially not under these circumstances, so unbearably similar to your mother's.
For that alone, I commend your bravery, and your compassion.
In our short time together again, you have shown me the man you've grown into. Your understanding, your willingness to listen, to be loved again despite how we parted, has been a balm to a soul troubled for nearly a decade.
I no longer fear death, though I fear heaven will have a difficult time raising to the standard you have set.
Thank you, for introducing me to Clark. He's a wonderful boy, and his heart is dedicated to you. Every time we have spoken of your relationship, he has stood fast in the determination that the two of you are bound together by destiny, and that the two of you can overcome any obstacle.
Thank you as well for introducing me to Feegan. Between the three of you, I feel as though I have the houseful of boys I dreamed of raising as a girl. You've provided me with the family my own life was lacking.
I hope that in the days and weeks to come, you continue to allow them to be your family. Let them care for you as you've all cared for me. They will rally behind you and hold tight around you, if you allow it. They would fill the gaps in your life, if you'll let them.
I pray for you nightly, as I have since you were a child. I'll continue to pray for your happiness in whatever afterlife I find.
Live, secure in the knowledge that your mother and I will be patiently waiting to welcome you back into our arms. There's no rush. She and I have quite a bit to catch up on before we see you again, so take your time.
I love you.
Never forget that, never doubt it.
Pamela
Although I didn't feel well enough to type today, Feegan was kind enough to agree to take dictation. I've told him he has an administrative future if security proves too dangerous later in life.
I wanted to tell you how very much these last two weeks have meant to me. When I came back to Metropolis, it was with hope mixed with trepidation; would you accept my apologies and forgive me, or had your father poisoned you against me?
Never did I dare to dream that you would not only accept my apologies, but invite me back into your life, especially not under these circumstances, so unbearably similar to your mother's.
For that alone, I commend your bravery, and your compassion.
In our short time together again, you have shown me the man you've grown into. Your understanding, your willingness to listen, to be loved again despite how we parted, has been a balm to a soul troubled for nearly a decade.
I no longer fear death, though I fear heaven will have a difficult time raising to the standard you have set.
Thank you, for introducing me to Clark. He's a wonderful boy, and his heart is dedicated to you. Every time we have spoken of your relationship, he has stood fast in the determination that the two of you are bound together by destiny, and that the two of you can overcome any obstacle.
Thank you as well for introducing me to Feegan. Between the three of you, I feel as though I have the houseful of boys I dreamed of raising as a girl. You've provided me with the family my own life was lacking.
I hope that in the days and weeks to come, you continue to allow them to be your family. Let them care for you as you've all cared for me. They will rally behind you and hold tight around you, if you allow it. They would fill the gaps in your life, if you'll let them.
I pray for you nightly, as I have since you were a child. I'll continue to pray for your happiness in whatever afterlife I find.
Live, secure in the knowledge that your mother and I will be patiently waiting to welcome you back into our arms. There's no rush. She and I have quite a bit to catch up on before we see you again, so take your time.
I love you.
Never forget that, never doubt it.
Pamela