Dear family,

With God's help I want to do better! I want to learn how to communicate in a lucid and helpful way. Forgive any errors in me. Poems don't always rhyme, and this is a poem that does not rhyme. This is my poem to thee. What can I do better?
To you Marian, I wish I could do more with you. Play a board game. Have a tea party.Talk together. I want to be a better mother. Thank you for all the little things you do for me, dear daughter.
And Timothy... how can I be a better help to you? Maybe all three of us can play a board game together again someday. Thank you for all you do for me.
Today was a golden day. Let's keep on .....


Love,
Hilda