Hey little one...it's been a while since I wrote you. It's not that I'm not thinking of you because not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. The holidays are here and everything is getting damn hard and painful again. I so miss you...your laugh...your smile...your voice...everything.
Thanksgiving was hard. I didn't think it would hit me so hard but it did. I predict Christmas will be even worse.
In other news, we have a Oompa Loompa as our president-elect. Yes, Trump won. Still cannot believe it. You would be livid. I just don't know what the man can do that is positive for our country. He already appears to bigoted and hateful. While I hate that you aren't here, I couldn't imagine your free, sassy, spirit thriving under his rule. I hope I'm overreacting and know that only time will tell.
I'm going to write more. Hell, if I wrote about you each time I thought about you, this blog would have so many entries. I love you, Kyah. To the moon and back.
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