Aug 6th, 2010
Dear Rhonda,
I love you much. More than I have ever loved anyone else, and depsite whatever happened... I'm so proud to have you for my daughter.
Rhonda, I know some day you'll probably ask me about your father... Honestly, dear.. I don't know what to tell you. You're still little now, and there's probably no point in me even pondering this. But dear, I want you to grow up happy. I want to give you everything that you need... everything that you want. I want you to have everything that I never had as a kid.
Rhonda, I want the best for you, and it kills me inside to know that you don't have a daddy right now.
It's really hard raising you. You're such a precious child, and it really... sucks that I can't afford the absolute best for you. I feel stupid all the time because I beat myself up over little things. I can't afford to buy you any neat toys, and I can't afford any fancy dresses...
You're still so small, and your love for me in return is unconditional. But still, when you grow older, I want you to have everything you want. My mom and I love you so much, and I'm hoping... that that's good enough for you.
I love you, Hun.
Your Mother,
Lori.
 R a a w i y a · Mon Aug 16, 2010 @ 06:51pm · 0 Comments |
