Hi my Baby Emily,
I no longer missed you like crazy, after I’d gone through everything, and, don’t know if this will be the very LAST letter I’ll be writing to you or not either….
I no longer missed you like crazy, when I “miscarried” you (well, it wouldn’t TECHNICALLY be a miscarriage for me, b/c I was NEVER pregnant in the FIRST place!), I was in so much pain I couldn’t cope, every breath hurt like hell!
But after awhile, I’d told myself that this, was for the best (and no, still NOT the QUEEN RATIONALIZING!), after all, if you’re never conceived, then, you would NEVER know the SHITS that this world has to offer, and, you would’ve become JUST like me, carried too much responsibilities on your shoulders, even IF those burdens aren’t yours to bear, just as I’d already done.
I no longer miss you like crazy, and I had, let you go, but, you’ll always be mine, even if, it was, just for those couple of short months that I’d dreamed you up (and no, that was still NOT my D-E-L-U-S-I-O-N-S either!). I no longer miss you like crazy, because I carried you here, in my heart of hearts, and, no matter what, I will NEVER allow what had happened to me, happen to you, and I’d already BEEN through the worst already, and, there’s still nothing BUT sunny skies UP ahead, until the VERY end of my 120 (or however LONG it is that man goes???) years of life on this GOD D-A-M-N planet!
Life, the Obstacle Course 