Tasha,
It has been one week today since you were hit by a car. I wake up and your not there, and my heart is breaking! I miss you rattleing the door handle to the bedroom, when you would go to bed with daddy. You would stay with him awhile, and then rattle the handle for me to let you out. You loved my new chair, and now I’am glad I didn’t move you even though daddy said to put you in another chair. I have your cat blanket on the chair, and I don’t want to wash it! I though it was getting a little easier, but to day I am really having a hard time!You would jump in the car when I came homeand opened the door, and sometimes I would get upset because you would not get out!I would give anything if I could go back to those days my darling. I will have to say bye for now, because I can hardly see to type because of the tears.
Love always, Tasha,
| Vi |