For the first time in many months,
I knelt and prayed.

For them three.
They deserve for things to be as they should.  And they will be as they should.

And for myself.

It felt weird to do that.  But it also felt familiar.

To you three:
All three of you should smile.  Beautiful smiles.

Everything will be better.

And I will always be happy to have had the hugs that I received.  The smiles.  The I love you's.  The story times.  The noise.  The mess.  The love that I didn't even have to earn...it was just mine.

Thank you.  For everything.