Seth isn’t here. Good. I don’t want to deal with him right now. I don’t want to talk to him about anything. I feel like shit. I’m still scared, sad, and jealous. I can’t help the jealousy. Jealousy is such an ugly thing. Jealousy turns to resentment, and I need to squash this now. I can’t allow those feelings to consume my thoughts. But I can’t help it. Why can’t I be like Carly? I’d be strong and confident. Blissful. Happy. Nope. I can’t. I cried in the cab ride the whole way back because of her card. I opened it, and two generous gift cards fell out onto my lap. I read it. Tabitha, We are never going to stop saying ‘Thank You’. Never. Ever. We already feel Emily’s presence in our home. I can almost smell her baby scent! I’m sitting in the soft rocking chair in her room as I write this card to you.
What do You think about Dear Emily (Forever Family)?
