||[Mar. 19th, 2011|10:07 am]
Dear Isaac, |
I've always wanted to be your aunt. When I was little, and other kids talked about having children one day, I wanted nieces and nephews. I wanted to be an aunt when I grew up. You didn't come to us in a way that anyone planned, but now I can't imagine if we didn't have you. I even think about moving back to Michigan sometimes, just to be near you. When I hold you, I don't care about anything else in the world. How do you do that to me?
I miss you so much. You have eight teeth right now. Thanks for making me an aunt.