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Dear Charlotte... "It has been 9 months now that you have been killed. Some days, it seems like it was 10 years ago, some others, yesterday You would be almost 2 and a half by now, probably talking away and getting ready to play in the sun, this summer. We decided to move, we are leaving the town where you died, Monroe. We found a great house, but it will be so empty without you. I started packing this week, and I just can't pack your belongings, it is so hard. Your bedroom is still the same as the day you left. Your crib is still full of your favorite stuffed animals. Your Barney is still waiting for you to come home and to be squeezed, like you used to. But, you won't, he probably doesn't understand why, we never will either But now, I am going to have to pack Barney and your room, sweetie. It is going to be really difficult. Hopefully, we will be able to reuse your books and toys in a couple of years We love you very much and we miss you, we are thinking of you every minute of our lives." Mommy & Daddy |
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