Hey there, I'm glad to have seen you in good spirits this past Saturday. I know you had a lot of visitors that day and I'm glad you got to squeeze me and Deborah in--even though you were very tired and anxious. Your body may be weak, but your spirit is so strong--I felt your fire through your words with the technician and doctors. I know you wouldn't believe me even if I told you that on Saturday, which is why you get the pleasure of reading my letter (I know Sandy will read it to you).
I want you to know that even though you moved away to Turlock, you always remained close in mine and Jonathan's hearts. WE owe you more than you know. YOU were there for me when I felt no one else was. God sent you to me in perfect timing. You are my mom here in the US. My parents are grateful that you have been there for me at times they couldn't physically be here with me and for me. Jonathan loves you too; and I hope you know that. Thank you for helping me raise him.
Now, I couldn't tell you all of this on Saturday because I didn't want any to see any more sorrow and pain on your face; after all, I didn't visit to make you cry or sad. I hope when I came to visit you, that I left you with a little joy and hope. At least, I got to tell you I love you and I appreciate you. Thank you for everything--I WANT YOU TO HANG IN THERE. Also, know that I will always be there for Sandy, Tony, Paul & the kids.
Get some rest and I'll see you soon--I love you.