Dear Avie, It’s better to feel than to not have felt at all. I’m standing out on the porch screaming out. How can I fight when I feel like dying? I wish I could turn this all around. Can we get a rewrite? Raising my glass for the last time. Trying to keep this head up of mine. Xoxo- Mommy

Dear Avie, The days seem to be going passed me at a fast-forwarding speed. Time, just like the wind is hard to control once it begins. The absence of you is depriving my soul of what it wants. Deprived of what my soul needs. I want you by my side so that I’ll never be alone again. Part of me is fighting this, but the other part of me is already gone. Xoxo- Mommy

Dear Avie, Your kisses are so sweet. Your sugared lips give me a toothache. I remember when we’d brush our teeth together. Rinsing off the sweets. Flossing in-between. After we were done, I would help you to your feet. We’d walk down the hall slowly with time. Your little hand in mine. Your smile is so bright. Xoxo- Mommy

Dear Avie, This pillow must be made of steel. I’m trying to lay my head down, but it’s just too hard. All I want to do is sleep. I’m in this too deep. How long will I slide on this never ending ride? The ship is about to sail, taking me off to where you now prevail. Xoxo- Mommy

Dear Avie, I’m sitting here filling up my paper with you. My words are being taken from my mouth with this paper and pen. Begging to be written down. These words will never be dead. I’m being deprived of what I love the most. Please bring me closer to you. I’m still fighting to live even though I feel like dying. I can’t choose what stays and what will eventually fade away. Xoxo- Mommy

Dear Avie, I’m getting deeper and deeper. I can’t feel the bottom anymore. I’m in the middle of the ocean now. Floating in the water. I’m waiting for you. Will I continue to float? Or will I sink instead? I need you next to me. You’ll keep my head above the water. Won’t you please come rescue me? Xoxo- Mommy