Dear Mrs. Seldin

Dear Mrs. Seldin,

I know its been a few years. But I want to hear from you. I know you're not the same woman on the dock I knew, but you have never failed to mystify.

I am calling because of the times. The disease has gotten worse, and I do not know how long I'll be able to remember you. I want to reach out before I no longer can. I would be happy to meet you half way in the coming weeks if possible, but if you can't, I understand.

Regardless of what happened, I want to reach out, and touch base with everyone I can. Do you remember what happened to my dad? All of those people came after he passed and they had no one to talk to but me. I felt sick those days, like I was gone too. They talked to me like I had gone too, like speaking to a casket-- no one expects an answer back. Thank you again for being there for me.

The cycle will continue-- please do not speak to my son as you'd talk to a corpse. He looks alive and very well. I appreciate your time, and I hope we can meet again, no matter the circumstances you will always be in my heart.

Sincerely,

Yours