The blonde on the left is your Aunt Desiree. You will hear me speak of her often. The adventures we went on created great memories. The two of us were thick as thieves. We always had each others back, it was us against the world.
She was taken from me when she was 16, 11 years ago today. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her. There are many things that your mamma and pops hope to inspire in you but of all things, I hope you get her fiery personality.
One day, in our pre-teens, we had a conversation that laid out our life plan. Marriage, boob jobs and children were just a few of the subjects we talked about. We just knew we would have kids at the same time. She a girl and me a boy. Now, there are nights where I stare the stars and cry for her. I know that she’s watching over me and she’s going to keep a close eye on you too. So all sadness aside, you’re getting a rad guardian angel little one.
