Dear sweet pea

Hey my love,

I hope you heard me on my birthday! i talked about you silly girl.Everyday was your birthday and my birthday was also your birthday.

I know you heard me cry and im sure you were right to me, holding my hand.There are times when i feel a warm brush of air.I hope thats you.I need that to be you.Did you remind God it was my birthday???? I hope you did, he must know :)

Ella, you know what.I can not wait to meet you again, you know that.I was talking about this to my dearest friend Michelle, remember her? shes the one with the warmest heart and knows God on a personal level like me and you.Well, i cried to her and told her my deepest feelings.

I told her that i dont fear death anymore.I dont fear the pain that might come with it, or the heartache i would leave behind.I know that death is freedom. How can i be sad about you being in the most glorious place??? i can not be mad because of that.Im just sad that i have to wait my lifetime, till my mission in life is over to see you.

Please meet me at the gate my love.I want my heart to be filled with pure Joy, just like they say in the books i read.I cant wait to feel that in my heart.All this heartache and tears, and sadness, and mess that i feel, is making my heart strong enough to withstand the Pure Joy i will feel when i meet you again.

Ill let you go play my love.Tell God i said thank you for letting me life for 25 years,I appreciate all that he has given me.

p.s.   I love you Erawyn Jizelle <3