Dear Mom,
Memories play in my head all day long of you....The most recent one that keeps repeating it's self, is when we went to Byrons t-ball game when I was 9 months pregnant with Kara. And I was sitting in front of you on the bleachers and you were patting my belly saying that Kara or Connor (as we didn't know it the baby was a boy or girl yet) would know who you were because of your pat. That they would know you were their grandma. And Kara does know. She loves you so much.(and she's not the only one).
This is the time of day when I miss you the most. The time where the kids are in bed and I would normally call you and chat up a storm. About what we did that day and catch up. I miss that.
Love,
me