||[Mar. 29th, 2006|01:36 pm]
Letters From The Editor
Your mother may or may not read this to you. that's her choice.
When you were born you were the best thing i could have wished for. you were so tiny and doll-like. now you've grown into a big strong 7 month old baby boy.
You smile and hold your arms out when you see me. this makes me smile. I've spent many many hours playing with your toys, sometimes letting you play too. You laugh and smile at me I feel on top of the world. but deep down i ache because i'm leaving this world and will never see you grow up.
I'll always be there watching over you, protecting you in everything you do. You're too young to remember me in years to come. But i will never stop loving you. never.
All My Love