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Dear Don,
I'm sorry I couldn't make it. You know me, always busy. Busy, busy, busy. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you last time I was home. Or the time before that. Maybe even the time before that. I'm sorry I was too shy when I was little. I still thought your jokes were funny. I still do now. I'm sorry I never came just to visit before now. I wish I could see you. I wish I said goodbye. I wish I hugged you and kissed you and told you I loved you more than just a couple of times my whole life. I really hope you liked the cards, and the wind-up toys, and the puzzle games. I know you liked the laughs.
I miss you,
Goodbye.
Love,
Rebby
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Dear Person In Charge,
Please stop. I know I can deal with a lot, but I prefer when it's stretched out and not all at once. You know that rule about people you know dying in threes? Why did you cram it all together so fast like this? Why are they all impacting me so much? What do I need to learn? What?!
It's getting tough. I need a quick break, okay? Please? I can't take another one of these. The fact that I couldn't even go to his calling hours, let alone his funeral - it's getting tough. I'm getting scared of who's going to be next, and I don't want to live that way.
Sincerely,
Rebecca
Dear Don,
I'm sorry I couldn't make it. You know me, always busy. Busy, busy, busy. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you last time I was home. Or the time before that. Maybe even the time before that. I'm sorry I was too shy when I was little. I still thought your jokes were funny. I still do now. I'm sorry I never came just to visit before now. I wish I could see you. I wish I said goodbye. I wish I hugged you and kissed you and told you I loved you more than just a couple of times my whole life. I really hope you liked the cards, and the wind-up toys, and the puzzle games. I know you liked the laughs.
I miss you,
Goodbye.
Love,
Rebby
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Dear Person In Charge,
Please stop. I know I can deal with a lot, but I prefer when it's stretched out and not all at once. You know that rule about people you know dying in threes? Why did you cram it all together so fast like this? Why are they all impacting me so much? What do I need to learn? What?!
It's getting tough. I need a quick break, okay? Please? I can't take another one of these. The fact that I couldn't even go to his calling hours, let alone his funeral - it's getting tough. I'm getting scared of who's going to be next, and I don't want to live that way.
Sincerely,
Rebecca