What.
To.
Write.
How could life play out this way? And, momentarily more importantly, what should she put as a final farewell?
Before you were born
No. No, that was not the way to start this letter off.
Before you were born
As soon as you were born, I became a
Oh. Totally not. She scowled, realizing she was not nearly as good as this as she thought. It's not like she'd never written a farewell to a loved one before.
Before you were born
As soon as you were born, I became a
For years, I never even considered having
No, that was a tad insulting.
Before your were born
As soon as you were born, I became a
For years, I never even considered having
I can't think of some mushy, gooey thing about love to write here; that's not what you would have wanted anyway. I know you'd just laugh your lovely little laugh.
I just want you to know that you're safe and I love you. I always have, and I always will. Now, isn't that sweet?
And trust me, you are safe. What, you think I would go to all this trouble if you wouldn't end up safe after all that will go down goes down?
Love,
Momma
Always, no matter what,
Momma
She folded the letter and tucked it away in the small backpack. She honestly didn't know how much longer she could resist weeping…
When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
