Monday February 23, 2009 / Mom
My Dearest Markie,
How are you doing my precious child? I hope your day is beautiful in heaven sweet angel. Mom had a dream of you last night, thank you for letting me see and talk to you. I dreamt we were still living in the old house and you were moving out, but just across the street. How I wish that were true, so I could see you everyday. Even though I can't see you in person Markie, you live in my heart and I take you wherever I go my dear child. Is everything alright in heaven? No one is ever going to forget you, never in a million years.
Markie, come visit Mom in her dreams and everyone else you love. Until I see you again, be safe my handsome angel. I love and miss you more than I could ever write into words.
Loving and missing you always and forever,
Mom
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