Happy Birthday Momma,
I sure miss you, your smile, comfort, and advice. I miss it all and hope that I can somehow honor you and follow in the proud tradition of love and secret service. Dad took flowers and balloons over to your grave today too. I know that he misses and loves you very much as well.
I played phone tag, exchanging voicemails with Holly. She is doing pretty well, but I think that she is getting tired of being in school. She feels constrained and whether she ends up back here in Utah or somewhere else, I think that she misses life here. I know that she really misses you, maybe more than all the rest of us.
I love you so much and can’t wait to see you again someday. There are times that I feel so close to you, that I can feel of your influence and pull. I really like those times.
All is well. Life is good. Crum bums abound but we will get through it.
Love you tons.