Thursday, September 17, 2020

Dear Tyler,

Hi my sweet son! How are you doing on this Thursday afternoon? Mom is doing alright. I have been pretty busy all day with emails, phone calls, and doing all kinds of things on the computer for my company. I am just getting done doing certain things and it is already 4:45 pm. The day just flew by and time got away from me again. Mom is writing from a new keyboard and it is doing okay for the moment but it keep jumping and now it it bothering me...lol. Go figure right!

Last night, Mom made dinner after feeding the pups and taking them for a nice walk. We ate and Mom cleaned up. We watched a couple short shows and then chatted on the phone with a friend. I lost track of time then too and before I knew it it was 10:35 pm. We talked for 3 hours. Do you see a pattern here with Mom??? Anyways, after I ended the call, we went upstairs and got ready for bed. I was asleep by midnight. I was so tired this morning though but I got up at 7:30 am and started the day. I think tonight will be a very early night and Mom will be going to bed at a descent time!

Today is the day that Auntie Donna's Dad's wake is. Mom wishes that I could be there to help support her the way she needs to be but I couldn't. I messaged her to tell her I was thinking of them all though. Tomorrow they lay their Dad to rest. That is the day I know she will dread as it is so final then. I remember that day with you. I was numb. I was lost and I couldn't talk to anyone. I just cried. It was so hard, Tyler. Every day after is still difficult for Mom. I try so hard but there are so many days that are tough. I hope you see that I am trying my best. I know you don't want me sad or crying. You want me to be happy. Some days are just so hard to do that. The tears just roll down my cheeks and I can't catch my breath. I know you are around me all the time but those days I believe that you are with me even more. I miss you so much. I love you to the moon and back and all the way around the world. You are my hero and the wind beneath my wings. Forever you live in my heart, mind, body and soul. 

Tomorrow is Mark's Birthday. He has to work all day but Mom is planning on going out to get a few things for him...a couple gifts and a cake, etc... We will celebrate his day when Grandpa is here. This way we can celebrate Grandpa's day, Mark's day, Grandpa and Debbie's Anniversary and Debbie's Birthday altogether and all at once. We will be going out to dinner and headed to Disney Springs for this. It will be a very good day! It will be fun! 

This weekend will be busy staying at home for Mom. It will be the days that I am off the computer and phone and finishing all my boxes for October so that I do not have to do anything while Grandpa is here. That was the goal for me and I will be able to meet that goal. Mark will probably play his game with his brothers for a bit and that is fine. The weather is going to suck again so there will be no time to get some sun or swim. It is a good weekend for Mom to just take her time and finish everything up. I will try to write to you though in the evening but it will be a short letter as I am sure I will be exhausted. Mom will try her best!

Looks like we are in for another thunderstorm right now. It is dark again and looks like the sky will let loose. It happened earlier today. It rains all the time and I can't wait for the dry seasons again! Mom needs to get going so that I can feed the pups and make dinner for Mark and I. I guess Meme is not eating again. Bob has been sleeping all day long. He is not talking to us and he is not eating but breakfast. He has been doing that now for 7 + days. Mom is staying out of it. Not my battle and not my issue. I will light a candle for you tonight. I will whisper to you as I fall asleep. Smile for me and I will smile to you my sweet precious son. Have fun while I sleep and visit me in my dreams if you can. Thanks! Please continue to watch over us and keep us safe and healthy. Until tomorrow comes...good night and sweet dreams.

Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah 💖

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