Addison Margo Mummau

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I talked to Marge for a while on Facebook today. And when I say "talked" I mean "pop- chatted," which really is the next best thing. Any time I get to talk to her is worth it. I miss her SO much, and that's one thing that is not getting any easier. I think about her constantly, but I know she will be all rght because she has such a huge group of people at home who care about her and love her. No one as much as me, though. We have a special connection that nothing can break. Not even being separated for 10 months. This is starting to sound really sappy and lame, so I'm going to stop with the heartfelt emotion now. She knows how I feel about her. The thing I'm most sorry about? I'm most sorry that just when she thought she'd never have to ride the bus again...WHAM! There it is. The big yellow vehicle parked on Kurtz Mill Road at 6:58 am. That sucks. SORRY MARGO. But anyway, I miss her so much, but this year is going to be so good for her. It's going to give her an independence that she never would have known if her big sister was always there. Although I can't physically be there with her, I am always with her in some way. Margo, I am so proud of the person you have become, and I wouldn't want you to be any other way. You are spontaneous, and fun, and beautiful, and the people in your life are lucky to know you. I miss you so much it hurts, but we'll see eachother again. Love always, Brookie
                                                                    
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