A mother brooding downstairs.
A little girl grumping upstairs.
And then, a three page note that a mother can read and perhaps you can decipher as well:
I still love mi famle
And I am sre fr mi mstax
So wil you forgiv me
Dear Lord, I'm crying.
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I will never forget the first time we visited when she was able to write - and seeing her various postings all over her bedroom door.
I started to tear up at this one. It's just so precious that she communicates with you via notes, Em.
*sigh*
I love her.
I love you, too, Honey...don't ever forget that. :)
Oh, how wonderful Emily. That made ME cry, too. What a sweet little girl you have. You have trained her well!!!
Jenny
Oh, her sweet sentiment is so real- you are doing a wonderful job!
What a beautiful letter. She writes so well. And the fact that she even wrote down those sentiments is even more amazing. I hope she got a great big hug:)
This is absolutely precious and so tender. Thank you for sharing this, Emily.
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