My crazy silly Kenny,
I started drawing our butterfly whirlwind and stars tattoo. I'm wondering how to weave your and my sister's names into it. I'm thinking of adding a tiny spoon into it for all of our #spoonie status. I'm still wanting it to be a diagonal piece from my left hip up to and over my right shoulder. Quite ambitious for a first, but I can handle the pain with all we've all been through. I know you wanted to go with me for it and hold my hand so when I go, I'll tell you.
I bought these today -
The star is for you. The butterfly is, of course, for my sister and I.
I've been trying hard to not cry too much and being sad. I will admit to needing some pharmaceutical assistance... I didn't want to, but I can't sit here and cry constantly over you going to your stars - you'd want me to be happy you aren't in pain. Come visit me on the wings of the butterflies and kiss me with the wind.
Kristina and I have been laughing a lot over the pervy and silly things you said to us. I've been remembering how much you made me laugh when I was hurting and in pain and so very sick... and not to quit on us. I won't give up on us. I promise. I know you'll be there waiting for me - Mr Perfect and full of patience.
Isaac is taking his sweet time - he's stalled right outside the coast of Louisiana. Lots of wind and rain. Transformers popping all over. I'm safe here - but I'm prepared to flee if needed. I had to write to you to distract me from it. You know I hate the storms.
The power is flickering a bit and the wind is picking up again so I must go.
<3 The Uneeek One
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