Monday, February 21, 2011

Dearest Sobrino,

Lo siento por nunca visitando tu.

You could never fully understand that sorrow that I feel at this time for leaving you in Muskegon to pursue an education. I miss you everyday more and more and I cry at night thinking about how you do not know me and I do not know the person you are becoming.

You are my heart.
I carry you in my heart.
There are very few people in the world that will love you as unconditionally as I.
If you decide that you want to play an instrument, I'll get you lessons.
If you decide you want to skateboard, i'll buy you knee pads.
If you want to learn, I will get you education.

You are everything.
You will never be nothing.

Unconditional love.

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