Letter 2: Christmas Day

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Dear Karen, Its about 6:25 PM December 25, 2014. It may be Christmas Day but it doesn't even feel like it. I am having a very hard time writing this to you. It's so hard to think that all these years have past already. My heart hurts soo bad, I Love you mommy. Everybody is inside getting ready for dinner and I'm sitting out on the swing writing this and bawling my eyes out. I guess they can hear me because my best friend/ little sister Autumn B just came outside to tell me she loves me and give me a hug. Usually when I cry she doesn't know how to react, It warms my heart to know that even though we argue a lot she cares. I kinda feel bad because I was rude and pushed her away, I shouldn't have though. I needed that hug from somebody. Christmas is here and I miss you so much. I wish ou were here to see what I've accomplished in my life. I wish you could hug me like when I was little and say Good Job. Mary has grown up a lot too. People may not notice it but she has become a lot more mature than she used to be. She has two little ones now mommy. Her first born is name after his father Elwood Sherod Wesley, and her youngest one is named Talia Lynn Wesley. It is probably hard for her to think that her kids will never meet you in this life, and I'm actually kinda scared to have kids when I get older because it would be hard for me to talk about their grandmother without Crying. I like the sound of that, Gramma Karen. You are a grandma now whether you are here to see your grandkids or not. Jason has a great job and Crystal is married. It's been really hard here without you. I am 18 now mom, i'm an adult. I have two jobs and am struggling to make it through life. I was adopted a while ago too. Even though me and my mom get into some serious arguments and disputes I love her too. If it came down to it I would risk my life for hers. I have already lost one mom and I would not want to lose another one. It's 6:48 now so i'm gonna go hang out with the famlily.

With all the Love of the world- Your son Brad Lee Bevan Lucier

P.S. I MISS AND LOVE YOU MOMMY!!

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