Sunday, December 24, 2006
* Love *
I love you.
Even if:
1. u lose your hair (there's always that red clown wig you'd like to wear??)
2. u throw temper-tantrums (well, just dont push it, okay??)
3. u think i'm annoying now (who doesn't??)
4. u fight with ur sister EVERYDAY (it keeps her off my back...)
5. u whine, whine, and whine. (your grandmother does the same everyday, im immune)
I love you lil one, n I do miss you when you're at the hospital having those chemo sessions,
and do know that you're always in my heart n mind, even if i'm having to go back to work very soon,
and won't see you until afew months later.
You can, of course, still annoy me with your weekly phonecalls.
I love you.
Get well soon, very soon, please?
I love you.
Get well soon, very soon, please?
I promise I'm gonna be much much nicer and get you anything you want then **
**Conditions apply, of course.
**Conditions apply, of course.