Today, I miss you. I have so many things I want to tell you and show you. Like how I've stopped biting my fingernails and my primary program and my cats and how big they are. I want to tell you that I'm keeping my promises that I made. I want you to know that I'm going to teach again. I want to show you my Batman mask and buy you fudge and candied popcorn. I want to show you my file folder games. I want to give you a hug and paint your fingernails pink and fluff your hair and ... all the other things I can't do anymore.
Don't get me wrong. I'm glad you're with Gramps and Aunt Susie and your brothers and your mom and your daddy, but I kinda miss you. I wish you could just come back for one day. Just one. Is that so bad? Probably.
Anyways...I miss you.