Saturday, July 17, 2010

Another letter

Dear Mama,

How are you? I hope you are doing fine. Don't worry about the kids, Mama. They're just doing fine. They do get on my nerves sometimes, but generally, they are good kids. You raised them well, Mama.

I really don't have anything nice tell you, I just want to talk to you. How I wish I can really talk to you, Mama. There's no one here I can talk to.

I'm blabbering nonsense again. Only goes to show that I haven't changed a bit, right Mama?

Take care of yourself Mama. I'll end my letter here, like I said, I really don't have anything nice to say. I miss you Mama. I wish you were still here with me. I love you.