Dear Santa
Well it's that time of year again. Amazing how time flies isn't it. Like when you're having fun, although I'd be the first to tell you (well second, if Pierce got there first) that war is no fun.
What I would like for Christmas, what I wish for all year round, are the things every woman wants; a home, family, a washer dryer. Alright I could live without that last one, but you know what I mean.
Every Christmas, birthday and all that, reminds me what I'm missing. That's a heck of a lot when I think about it. So obviously I don't. There are times though, when things get lonely, when I get cold and scared and can't imagine how I could get through. It's then I wish for someone, someone who could just be there to hold me, someone to talk to, someone who's mere presence makes everything seem fine.
Is that too much to ask for?
Love
Margaret Houlihan