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MY
LETTER TO MY
DEAR HARLAN . . . I have spoken to you and visualized you on a regular basis. Now, it's time for me to write you. Come June, it'll have been two years since you had your accident. To this day, I remember your last words to me and Dad as you walked out the door. They were "I LOVE YOU!" Those are the same words I visualize you saying just before you left this world. Every day I wonder if you know how much I love you. I didn't tell you that very often, did I?! Well, I'm learning how to say it more often now! Did Grandpa Schwartz meet you when you arrived? Though you were born two months after he passed away, you were ‘introduced' to him on your way home from the hospital. In fact, you should remember that Mardi and Daryl were also ‘introduced' to Grandpa Schwartz on their way home from the hospital as well! Not only do I hope that Grandpa Schwartz met you, but I hope you both met your Aunt Penny upon her arrival. In May of 1999, just ten months after your accident, my sister, your aunt, decided she just couldn't take any more pain or surgeries. Are you aware of the fact that she has a picture of you with her? You know, ever since I was little, I fantasized about the year 2000. I even looked forward to its arrival. However, it just isn't what I had anticipated. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I turned 50 last December. To be honest, though, I really think it's because I couldn't share it with Grandpa, you, or Aunt Penny. I love and miss all three of you guys but I must say I love and miss you most of all! Do you remember, years ago, when we played ‘I Spy' and it was something grey . . . the few grey hairs on Dad's head?! Now it could be something black . . . the few black hairs on his head! Mardi is still the same gullible, sweet little sister you remember. And I do mean little! Daryl is your little brother only because of his age. He is almost as tall as you right now. Can you believe it?! And me? Well, I try to be my funny self but it just isn't as easy as it used to be. Someday the ‘old me' will return and will you all be sorry!
Love,
Mom
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