Writing letters has become a lost art, I suppose. Perhaps these letters are as much for me as for Will, but they give me something positive to focus on while he is in Iraq.
So, during the next year I will keep a journal here of letters to Will. They will be of little interest to anyone besides Will and myself, so forgive me if I don't try to make them spellbinding.
And forgive me in advance for the times when I may become emotional. It's a mother thing and my greatest pride in my life is being a mother.
Julie
Thursday, December 18, 2008
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