I knew of some of you, and some of you I knew not. I want you all to know that I love you all, for the lessons which you taught your mothers and I, and though we were never able to meet your memory stays with me always.
I think about you sometimes, what would you be like? Would you be tall and strong like me, would you have been beautiful as your mother? Would I be able to see my Grandmother in your eyes? How old would you have been now, 12, 6, 4, 1, years, or would I still be anxiously waiting your arrival. How clever you would be, how inquisitive, how beautiful.
You have a sister, she is three years of age, and the treasure of my life. She is smart like me, and beautiful like her mother, she is kind and gentle and will someday be a mother herself. She loves the dirt, and her little dollies. And I know she would love you.
Thank you for your Life, short though it was.
I love you.
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