Mommy loves you more than anything. She wishes this wouldn't happen. But she can't help it. She wants whats best for you and she knows this isn't. Blame Grammy and Grampy though. They are the reason. You are my world. Before you, I can't even remember. You Cousin loves you and I'm sure your sister would've too. She would have been 6 now. But Grammy let her out. She never came back. She wasn't used to that, she was always inside. She was precious like you. You leo. You are my son. You are strong. You hold up when things are bad. You were born on the 18th of August in 2008. I love you baby boy.
Love,
Mommy.
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