I'm so happy you came to stay with me yesterday, while I had my knee surgery.
Your grandma told me, when they woke me up in recovery, I was crying and calling your name. I had said you were just here, where did she go? Your grandma told me, you had to go back.
I know you were there. I heard your voice, I hugged you, and I held your hand.
I guess you had to sneak away, because you knew I wouldn't let you go.
I don't care how much physical pain I have, it doesn't compare to the pain of losing you. I miss you every day. Please, come back to see me again soon. I love you so much, and your sisters and I need you to watch over us.
Love always,
Mom
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Dear Becky
Non-FictionA letter to my daughter. I hope to spread the message of the importance of life and how every person matters to somebody.
