It’s funny. I’ve been doing well these last months. Truly, I’m better than I’ve been since, well, back then. But these holidays have been terrible. I keep thinking about the little drool spots you’d have when I woke you up in the morning, like Christmas last year. I’m not going to show this to you, but I hope you find it. And I hope you believe me when I say, I truly wish that you are on your path to happiness. And I hope you can understand that you mean the world to me, and that I sincerely regret the way I drove you away.
Good night, and Merry Christmas.