Dear Luke,
Things aren't looking good out here. Your mother is in the hospital. Once again. She just can't keep her blood pressure down. I personally blame it on Helga. Maya fell in love, this time with a gardener named Ryland. He's a nice guy for her. They're inseparable.
I'm fine. The last time I wrote you, I was 32 weeks pregnant. Now, you're a father. I can't believe you're not here to see this. He's so beautiful. He looks just like you. His pale green eyes, his slim nose. Just everything. I named him Sebastian. I watched The Little Mermaid a thousand times. Prince Eric just reminds me of you.
I was lost. In a world I'd never seen. It took a guide and a guardian to get me used to this world a world where I'm not scared anymore. I don't have to live in fear...that's because of you.
I love you, Lucas. More than you could ever recognize.
Xoxo,
Deana Keaton.