On Thanksgiving

Today is Thanksgiving, little sweetheart. It's also your Dad's b'day and Sylvia is here from France. Between calling your dad and whipping up the meal with Sylvia, I'm thinking of you so very very much. How grateful I am to have been found by you. How much I love and long for you always. It's a very small circle around me now. Your parents and Sylvia. And your eternal presence, which makes itself know to me in the moments I most need. In the moments I most need you, you still find a way to find me. How grateful I am for you you. How grateful I am to you. How I love you! Forever, little sweetheart. Forever.