every time that betsy decides to go out with friends she has me take her photo.
probably, because it isn't that often that she gets to let her hair down and be an adult.
she does a saint's work with us. elliot, maggie and myself owe so much to her unsung work holding this family together.
i love her with all my heart and cherish the time that we have together. or maybe i constantly take it for granted and should be appreciative more often than when i am looking at your photo when you're not here?
baby, i love you.
i'm going to wait up for you and give you a big hug when you walk through the door. i might even cry because i am happy.
you are the best thing that ever came into my life and stuck around.
