Tayler
Mommo, Again. I am now used to keeping this tradition of writing on here alive. I miss you more than words can explain. As i grow older, I wish so much you could be here to see my maturing into a young lady. There have been and going to be so many things I wish you could be present for, but I know your here. I frequently and at random smell your scent, and I have to believe it's you. I love you, and I hope your at peace now. I'll see you again, one day.
-Miranda Claire