I had a bad night a couple of nights ago, little sweetheart, and awoke with such a feeling of regret and disappointment in myself. For the last few days I’ve been endeavoring to do as much as I can to get things done, be productive and find ways to be kind.
Yesterday, I picked up a few things at the grocery store and I stopped in the baking aisle and got some cookie mix. I decided to bake some cookies and give them away to my neighbors here on the 5th floor and the lion’s share to Sister Catherine and the nuns over at the rectory at Sacred Heart. Sister Catherine wasn’t in when I rang the bell but another nun, Sister Naomi was. She remembered me and I’d brought along one of our new postcards which has all the album and singles covers, so there are several pictures of you. She asked about it, so I told her some about you. Sister Catherine already knows and prays for you. I like meeting new people and being able to tell them about you.
And it made me think, also, of one time being in Davis with you when you suddenly just got up and decided to make some cookies. You were disappointed that they didn’t come out as good as you had hoped but I thought they were delicious and that it was a lovely thing to do. I was so grateful to be with you.
And I still am, little sweetheart, so grateful, indeed, to belong to you. My treasure. Forever. Please be near me and help me be the best person I can be. With all my love forever.
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