Dear Aunt Teresa,
I heard that you were in that place where there are no toys, few windows and no pantries to empty out each day. That must have been hard. I heard you got those pokey things put in your body, and that you still have a lot of questions about why your body does not feel very good right now. I heard that somehow you still are being funny and that you don't want a cat.
Beings that I'm 15 months old, I don't have much understanding of these grown-up things. But I do know that when I see you on Monday I would really like to get a big hug from you. I'd like to play with my cousins if that is alright with you. I know Caleb is bigger than me, so you may have to pick me up every now and again.
When I get old, I get the feeling from my mom that I will learn a lot from you. For now all I can offer you is some of my food (usually after I chew it) and a slobbery kiss on your shoulder. I hope this doesn't downplay how much you are loved by all in your life.
Your nephew
Well said Jaden! My you are very eloquent for a 15 month old : )
ReplyDeleteDear Jaden, I am home for the awful place, but things are still kind of scary. And someday you and I will both understand that times like these really do make us better people, and also help us know what our priorities are. Like sisters, and nephews, and great big lovey families. Love, Your Aunt
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