when my daughter was 2, she watched as an ambulance took me away I came back a month later with a short wig. my long hair had been shaved -- a massive stroke. She did not recognize me and ran from me.
we had to live in the projects -- low income -- drugs -- crime. When she was 13, she got a call from her father. He told her he did not have time to see her. He was moving to Georgia. That is so last she saw of him for a long time. Until college when she moved to Georgia.
this is hsrd to write.
she believes that we will go together to Amsterdam. the odds do not look good.
she is so excited about this. If I die before that-- if I die -- it will kill her.
please pray for her.
my son -- I can't talk about that. He will not suffer as much.
I can't bear to know how much she will hurt.
dear God, it would be nice if I could live long enough to see Amsterdam with her. please take care of both of them. Thank you.
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