Sunday, September 16, 2007

Long time!


Isn't Mari cute?



Hi sweeties,



It has been SO long! I've just been unable to come here to write. It makes me SO sad to write here, but I want you to know I think of you often, every day! My eyes are tearing up now, and it is difficult to breathe.

When we ran into you with your mom at Target a few weeks ago, it threw me into such a sadness. Of course it was delightful to get to see you for a minute or two- but it made me even sadder to be able to see you for such a short time. I'm SO glad Mari remembers me! Yours and Mari's hugs will have to sustain me till we see each other again.


Isn't Savannah cute?


I dream about you most nights! Recently I dreamed that I saw you, and Savannah- you told me to go away! I cried so hard! But last night I dreamed I ran into you and I told you to check www.savannahstafford.com and you would always be able to find me! You whispered in my ear that you knew, and that you have been reading this blog and visiting the website. (I don't have it up still!) I woke up happy that morning, and slept so much better!

I am waiting impatiently for the day when we can see each other again. When you girls get bigger, you can decide for yourselves. I am SO pained that I am missing your growing up.

We'll be going to Colorado soon, as Tia is pretty sick. She wants me to come and meet Luna's pre-school teacher. Tia said she wants me to be in Luna's life. I remember when I was in YOUR life and I SO miss that. I've never seen Mari in her uniform!

Remember that I love you both more than anything, and would do anything for you! I miss you terribly. I hope school is going well for both of you and that you are happy.

Love you more than chicken!
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Love, Mom Mom

1 comment:

Andrea said...

That is so sad. I'm sorry you have to go through this, and I will pray for you and your whole family healing, and strength and forgiveness, whatever kind of forgiveness is necessary.
I hope you are able to get some use out of my sad little kit. Scrapbooking is about memories, and not all memories are happy. SOme are confusing, some are painful, and some are sad. with love from boyervillescraps dot wordpress dot com