I got your Christmas present

Dear Candis,

I'm writing you another letter you won't ever read, but I just want to write it because when I write these letters to you, it feels like I'm talking to you again. God, I miss you so much, Candis. So much. You'll never even know how much.

I got your Christmas present. The teddy bear I promised you? That's what I got for you. It's the singing one, the one that sings "I Will Always Love You." I have one, and you and TT and Nathan played with it about a year ago now. You three loved it. I got TT one for her birthday, and yours is going to be your Christmas present. It might be a little bit late though, and I'm sorry about that. I'm away at school, and I won't be able to send it to you until I get home in just about a week. A little less than a week, a few days.

The picture with this post, Candis, is you from just about a year ago. It's from the day that you and brother and TT were playing with the singing teddy bear. Brother took that picture. He's so good a taking pictures, isn't he? He was 3 months shy of 4 years old when he took it, which means you were 3 months shy of 2 years old.

I'll pay the extra money, though, and get it shipped faster if that means it'll get to you by Christmas.

Do you still remember me? Do you know that I still love you and miss you? If you and Mommy ever come back to New York again, and I get to see you, that would be the best thing ever. I miss you so so so much. There's always going to be a place in my heart where you belong.

You know what? I think when I mail your present, I'm going to write you a letter too. I'm going to mail you a letter with your teddy bear, and I hope mommy will read it to you.

I'm going to get you a birthday present too. I can't believe you're going to be 3 in just a few short months from now. What do you want? I'm probably going to get you clothes again. I know, I know, clothes are boring... but I love shopping for clothes for you (and for brother and TT too). I love picking out cute little outfits for you guys. I don't know though. Maybe I'll ask mommy what kind of stuff you like now and get you a toy or something. Do you still like Dora? or Spongebob?

Oh Candis. I miss you so much. I will always love you, and I will always miss you. And who knows, maybe when you're a bit older, I might show you these letters and let you read them, just so you know that even though you're down in Florida, I still care about you, and you're still a part of my life.

Love,
your Kimberly

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