Dear Tyler,
Hi my sweet son! How are you doing on this Tuesday afternoon? Mom is okay. I have just a few minutes to write to you as I let time slip away from me today and I have a lot of prep work for myself with dinner tonight. I wanted to at least write something to you instead of nothing.
Last night was relaxing. Every one ate dinner at seperate times and then Bob went back to playing his video game and Meme went into her room. Mark and Mom stayed downstairs for a bit and then turned in for the night. Mark played on his computer while Mom watched a few tv shows of hers. I turned in around 10 pm. I got a bit of sleep last night which was good. Hoping for the same tonight as well.
Today is Day 6 of lockdown here. Mom hasn't gone anywhere in actually 10+ days. It isn't so bad but if you don't do a lot of different things it can get very boring. Mom tries to switch things up so that doesn't happen. I was reading an article today that said that the Govenor of Virginia and Maryland have ordered that everyone stays in until June 10th. It they do not abide by the rules then they will get fined between $2500.00-$5000.00 and could also face a year in jail. They are really starting to crack down on things everywhere. I don't blame them at all though. It is necessary for this to be that way if we want this virus to go away for good. we need it to slow down that is for sure. Mom has taken this very serious since day 1 and I wish others would as well.
Mom just went downstairs to prep our dinner so now it is in the oven. I have 25 minutes to finish this letter to you, feed the pups and take them for a walk before our dinner is done. Meme was talking to me as I was preparing it and she is all angry with me now. She said something and I told her my feelings on things and she didn't like it. She will get over it then. I am not dwelling on something that she should know better than I as she is older than me and she doesn't want to follow the rules that are in place. I told her she is one of the ones that is making it hard on everyone else because she won't just stay home. She wants and feels she needs to be on the road even with this virus. That is not cool nor okay with Mom. I have an issue with it and I told her. I am not doing what I am told for nothing. I will not have her take the chance to get infected by the virus and bring it in this house. she either doesn't get it or she does get it and she doesn't care. Either way it is wrong. As I said, she can get mad at me all she wants and stay mad at me for however long. I don't care and my reasoning will still be the same. She doesn't like it then she will have to find a place to stay for the time being outside of this house. I know that sounds mean but I am not willing to take any chances at all. Every hour of every day the numbers are climbing and the death toll is higher. Yesterday was some very graphic footage on the TV from NYC. It was horrible. Mom is still praying daily for us all. I know you are with us and doing all you can too. Thank you so much for that my sweet precious son. It means everything to Mom.
after dinner, I will light your candle for you. It will be for you, for our family, our friends, pets and all those that have lost their lives to this virus plus all the families that are left to grieve. Mom will whisper to you later this evening before I go to bed. Have fun if you can while I am sleeping. I know you are busy doing all that you are needing to do. Come visit Mom in my dreams if you can. Thank you. I will be back tomorrow with another letter to you. Always feel it in your soul that you are missed beyond any words that I can express to you, you are loved to the moon and back and all the way around the world and even more than that. You are my hero and the wind beneath my wings and you will forever live in my heart, mind, body and soul. Until tomorrow comes....good night and sweet dreams later, Tyler. Continue to shine bright in the sky to help Mom with the path that I need to be on. Thank you, pumpkin. I love you ❤
Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah 💞
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