Jesus Mary Joseph
+ J.M.J +
Why don’t you write? I never hear from you anymore. Did you remember my birthday? It was last week. I am 10 yrs. old now. Auntie sent me a walking doll with long red hair, just like mine, except Hillarys hair is straight, not curly. Aunt Gwen gave me a teddy bear, it even has a zipper in it’s belly so I can make him fat or skinney. I like him skinney, but when I get mad I make him fat (ha, ha).
Nana says I should write you a letter even if you don’t write me. She says its the polite thing to do, I guess shes right but I sure wish you would write back. I wish you loved me. Why dont you love me anymore?
I HATE YOU!
I’m sorry, God, i didn’t mean it.. Mama can’t help it, shes sick.
I promise, I’ll be good from now on. I’ll pray for my mom
For Tuesday read about when the slaves were freed.
* Note: confess Mortal Sin on Fri. (4th commendment?) What will my Penance be? 1 Our Father, 3 Hail Marys, 1 Act of Contrition? A whole Rosary? Scrape table (UGH) for a week?
If I wait until Fri. and I die before my confession, will I still go to Hell, even if I’m sorry now?
(crumpled note found in 1990
Copyright Jennifer Semple Siegel, 2008