When you get older

   My little darling,I write to you to tell you of something important.When you get older I hope you find love, the kinds that mold you and hold you in her arms forever. I hope you find light for this world is filled  with darkness and angst and more pain than it’s gain.  I hope you to climb high enough that you see the realities of life and you see the truth about the fabled stories. Like the sheep and the wolves and the sadness your own people will cause you.I hope you find a husband, one that will love you enough to take care of you as you will learn to of him. And I hope you build a small house but you full it with Gods love.
The others  searching for more bricks to build the biggest house in the lands are always the most miserable. Like grand Pere was,
he built to make others happier than me.
It’s why I write to you in hopes young Katie when you grow up you’ll grow old and you’ll grow happiest as the lines of time sets on your face.
Use you hands and write books to make this land a better place.

 

Your grand mère   Marie L
Enigma: return to innocence
ps. Funny thing is it’s truth
Is ever before your eyes, when you
Are still young, non?