Dear Avie,
I miss you so much.
I have been crying for most of the day.
My tears are hard to control once they begin.
Looking towards the sky.
Looking up to you.
Searching for you.
Searching for myself down here.
The bridge is icy.
Proceed with caution.
Riding around the bend.
Which lane do I get in?
The exit is coming.
Do I take it?
You already know.
Will I make it?
Xoxo- Mommy
