I spoke with you a couple of days ago. You were so tired, frustrated, and felt so alone. You’re not alone, I am here with you. I think of you always, I think of your heart and soul always.
I know that you feel desperate, frightened and alone. I know because I listen when you speak. I listen to your tone, the words, and imagine your movements. I know you have been given this blow for a reason, even if just to teach you how much I love you, teach you how important you are, teach you that you are bigger than this universe.
Heart disease has now turned into failure, but you are not a failure. I wish I had the money to help you, I wish I had $250,000 just to buy you a heart. Your heart pumps so slow but it is pumping Daddy. You will not suffocate alone, I will be with you. I promise.
Please have faith that I love you,