Dear Tyler,

Hi my sweet son! How are you doing on this Wednesday evening? Mom is doing pretty good. It is day 3 that Mark is in Atlanta, Georgia & Mom has her friend here. We have been doing lots of fun things. Yesterday, we went to the mall & had dinner at the Cheesecake Factory then came back home & had a few drinks & were just being silly like girls are. Today, we went shopping some more & then went & got our nails done. After, we came back home & relaxed for a bit & then Mom made dinner for us. Now, I am writing to you & then we will probably be silly for a couple of hours & then it will be bed for me. Mom can't handle it now... I am feeling pretty old...lol. I am so sorry for not writing to you last night pumpkin. I don't have an excuse or reason why I didn't & I would never give you one or lie to you. Time escaped Mom & that was it. It was late when I went to bed & the day caught up with me. I will tell you however that Mom caught sh*t from my friend & a couple others. They called me up & asked where the hell was my letter to you. They didn't get to have their daily reading. They were just playing with Mom but I apologized to them just the same because you know just how I am. It was nice to know that some of the people I really care about returns those feelings & they read my letters to you. That means so much. My letters to you are so important to me. I feel such a closeness to you when I write & such a disconnect when I don't. I don't like that feeling. 
 Lets see.... a couple updates for you today. I spoke to Meme. She is doing good. Bob is well. Mom is so happy to hear of this. I saw that Debbie posted something on facebook saying she has had a couple rough days. I reached out to her but have heard nothing as of yet. Not sure what is going on but I hope she is ok. I know you are with them so I know she & Grandpa are in good hands. I received an email from Aunt Beck saying her & John made it to Ecuador. It was nice to know they are well & happy to be there. Thanks for watching over them. You amaze me still. You amazed me every minute that you were with me here in the physical world & you amaze me every day knowing that you are doing so many wonderful things whenever you are. I can't say it enough that you were & still are my everything. You are the love of my life. You will always be the reason I survived all that I have overcome. You gave me the strength when I needed it the most as I know I did for you many of times. Thank you my sweet precious son. 
 Mom has a couple daily prayers to write to you so here they are. February 9~ Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. God of my life, through you are not visible to me, I see evidence of your existence everywhere I look. You speak to me in silent ways with an inaudible voice. How can I explain this mystery----what I know to be true but cannot prove? This spiritual sensitivity----this awareness of you----is more real to me than the pages on which my eyes fall at this moment. You exist & I believe. Amen.
 February 10~ When we think of joy, we often think of things that are new----a new day, a new baby, a new love, a new beginning, the promise of a new home with God in heaven. Rejoicing in these things comes from having joy in the God who makes all things new. The scriptures command us not to rely on earthly pleasures, but to rejoice in God & in each new day he brings. Joy is a celebration of the heart that goes beyond circumstances to the knowledge that we are loved by God. Amen.
 Mom is all caught up yet again. The night sky has been upon us for a few hours now. The sky looked pretty clear so I am hoping to see the stars shining bright & perhaps the moon as well. No matter what Tyler, Mom will whisper to you as I always do so be listening out for my voice. Smile & come visit Mom when you hear it. Please be with me as I know you always are. I will always need you. I miss you like crazy & I love you to the moon & back & all the way around the world. May your night be all that you need & want it to be. Slow down though & get some rest sleep. Sweet dreams my sweet son. Come see Mom in my dreams when I fall asleep tonight. Remember you are forever in my heart, mind & soul. You are my Hero & my Wind Beneath My Winds.
 Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!