Dear Justin -
One August morning, a long, long time ago, Dad came into my bedroom and woke me up.
"I'm taking Mom to the hospital," he said.
"Why?" I asked with my head in a fog.
"Mom's having the baby!"
Finally! She was sooo overdue!
It was a drizzly, cloudy day but I could only feel sunshine and excitement.
I was SO excited for you to get here.
From the time Mom brought you home from the hospital, you were my baby.
You were like my own real-life baby doll.
I had never loved anything as much in my 12 year old life (except maybe Jared).
I loved you so much my heart hurt!
When I was at school, I thought about you all day!
I would hurry home from school and sneak up the stairs and get you up from your nap.
Mom would be so irritated that I woke you up, but I would insist that you were already awake.
The neighbors had a baby girl the same age as you.
I would borrow her clothes and dress you up in frilly dresses.
Even with a lacy bonnet, you were the ugliest baby girl ever!
But I still thought you were the cutest thing in the whole world.
Oh Justin...how I wish I could go back and relive those moments.
There is nothing as wonderful and beautiful and full of love as family.
I still love you but now I miss you so much my heart hurts!