Dear bailey

Day 9

Bailey

We have been talking more recently and I'm glad. Right now I'm in Seattle and I can't help but miss you. I'm on a ledge looking down at the city and I swear everyone down there is you. I heard a quote the other day that reminded me of you and Jayne. "dearly beloved: i hope when your daughter says "i don't want to go to school today", you hear her. i hope you notice the way the words seem to sink in the air like she is pronouncing them with such a heft that they cannot be supported by her breath. i hope you do not tell her "you stayed up late and that's why you're so tired". dearly beloved, i hope you push the hair back from her face and look into her eyes and ask her to tell you what is keeping her from seeing her friends. dearly beloved, do not rush to work throwing a "feel better" over your shoulder. instead take her into your arms and hold her.

dearly beloved: i hope when your son stops eating, you notice it. i hope that when his shoulders cave towards each other and his skin grows pale that you remember what it was like to be a teenager, instead of telling yourself he'll grow out of it. i hope you ask him why you can see all his ribs. dearly beloved: i hope you find his razor blades before he becomes addicted, i hope you roll back your sleeves and sit down, scars showing, and kiss his forehead and tell him the stories he has been too young to know beforehand. dearly beloved, don't you dare tell that young man that depression only happens to teenage girls. dearly beloved, tell him you once stood where he stands.

when your daughter comes home with her first girlfriend, smile, beloved, welcome her with open arms and do not comment on her style of clothes. when your son grows out his hair and finds his way into your makeup and tells you he'd like to be called a girl, ask her what she'd like for breakfast and tell her she looks great in that skirt. be proud of your children, beloved, for they are an extension of you."

I'm not sure who its by but it just made me think of last year and everything we all went through as friends. I'm glad I told you about this book. But you should only read it when you really need to. You said you cry when you read it and I don't like the thought of you crying.

Love you and miss you always

Megan

Ps. We are farmers we are great we need crops to procreate.