My little son,
Well baby we fought a damned good fight, didn’t we. honey. I’ve lost the house now. I knew I would the moment you left the earth, and even clearer last year. The one biggest regret I have is that this is where I lost you and where you and I lived for so long, and losing your mommie, but otherwise it’s okay. I’m trying to figure out how to dig up our flowers and your little pawprint in the cement, haha. You’d look at me like “you wierd ole human”; if only you were here. Your brothers are awful bad worried but I can’t help it timtime. I just had to write something down to let you know, I have no clue as to why. Maybe I’m going crazier than I was before, haha. I love you, my little boy. I will always always always love you.
You know that and I will take you wherever I go, right here in my heart and in my soul. I tried so hard, my sweetie, to keep this house, because it was “ours”. but I can’t any longer. Come see me in my dreams and run and play with the angels, my son. I love you so so so much Timmy and daddy misses you more than you can even comprehend now. You wait for me at those gates young man. I can’t wait to see you and your grampa again. I love you my Timtime. I love you so.
P.S.-no smokin no cigars and no chili for you two haha.