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Yes, I’m a day late.

This is a hard one to write. I think I should expand on it and mail it to her.

Dear daughter Julie.

My first-born! Your work hours and my work hours are opposite. So are your sleeping hours and mine. And you live too far away from me! Oh I know it’s only a 40 minute drive, but next door would be so much better.
Usually when I go to your house to pick up Ethan every other weekend, you’re at work. And usually when Brandon comes to pick him up, you’re at home asleep.
For a long time, I’ve been wanting to talk to you in private about some things you and I need to clear up with each other. I want you to get it all out. Whatever you think I’ve done wrong, tell me. Say it, scream it, whatever… I’ll take it. But that time alone with you never happens, so when I do get to see you, no matter how many other people are around, I hug you and tell you I love you, but sometimes I don’t think you believe me. I just want this awkwardness to be over. I want you to feel like my home is always your home, anytime you need it. I want you to call me when you need to be comforted. I want to be your MOM.

I MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love always no matter what,
Mom