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April 27, 2019

By revolutionaire.

Either just after he was born or while I was pregnant, Susan gave me an idea to set up an email address for Dominic and to write to it periodically. So I've been doing that for awhile now.

Today, while I was drinking coffee at the cemetery, I thought I ought to start telling future Dominic some things about his Tee-Tee.

Today's email:

My Dearest Dominic,

I'm sitting at Highlands Memorial Garden Cemetery in Ocala, FL. I say that because who knows where I'll be when you read this. Who knows where we might live. Where YOU might live. You could be grown for all I know. 

I'm visiting you Aunt Susan, my sister, your Tee-Tee. She passed away March 22, 2019 - just past your fourth birthday. 

And oh my god did you love her. 

The bond you shared with Tee-Tee has never been replicated, not even between you and your dad and I. It is extremely rare and special. 

The day you were born, she was the first to hold you after me. And from the moment she knew you existed, which I have a video of somewhere, she loved you with every ounce of her being. 

She still loves you. And she always will. 

Death is stupid like this. It makes us want to speak of a person in past tense. But she is still and will always be your loving Tee-Tee. 

I'm sorry you only got four short years with her and I'm sorry she only got four short years with you. I promise I'll do my very best to keep her legacy alive and continue to share her with you in any way I can. I owe this to you because every person has a right to know who loves them with as much fervor as your aunt loves you. 

I'll write again.

-Mom

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