Yesterday and like everyday I was in my house watching a movie with popcorn for three people, like i used to do with my husband and my daughter, every night i remember them. Police officers are looking for them, but i know they still alive, i know it. A few minutes later the bell rang, it was a postman, and he had a letter for me. I said him it was a confusion, because i don't have friends or family that write to me. But i could see my name in the letter. "Im sorry, I said" And i got the letter.
