Dear Tyler,
Hi my sweet son! How are you doing on this Sunday evening? Things here are well for us. We had to change the clocks back last night so we are all screwed up on the time. It got dark tonight at 5:45pm. That was so weird because it usually gets dark around 7:30pm. Snickers is screwed up with it too. We just got done walking him for the night. I have to say that it is beautiful out though. Mid 60's. The sky is dark but bright because of all the stars & the moon shining brightly. There was a nice breeze as well. Just the perfect weather right now. I see that up in NH it snowed & it is really cold. I feel for everyone there. Like I always say I miss our family & friends but not the crappy weather. I do have to admit that I am looking forward to having the holiday with our family this year. It has been 2 years since I have so it will be so nice. It excites me just thinking about it. I sure do wish that you were with us though in a way that we can see you & not the way it has to be. That part will be different, but I know you will make your presence known to us all. I miss you so much! I love you beyond anything in this world. To the moon & back & all the way around the world.
Mom is going to write a short letter tonight as I had a rough night again last night. I didn't sleep much but I am sure that you are well aware of that. I called to you a few times asking for your help. Thank you pumpkin. I promise to write you a super long letter tomorrow during the day time. I will tell you how things are going for us all & write out the 4 daily prayers that I am behind. I hope you don't mind & I hope that you understand. Please watch over us all like I know you do. It means a lot to us all.
I hope that your evening is restful, peaceful, & all that you want & need it to be for you. Sweet dreams my sweet precious son. I will whisper to you again. I hope that you will be listening for me & able to hear Mom. Fly high & fly free.
You are forever in my heart, mind & soul! Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!
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