Dear Kylie your finally 9 years old
wow how you've surely grown.
I raised you when you were a tiny seed. witch of course means since you were a tiny baby.
You were a once a little girl in need of me all the time. now all grown up and doesn't need me anymore.
it pains me to know that I'm not in need, but yet i gt the fun duties. of watching you grow everyday i see more and more of your mother in you. and i see that your wishes have came true.
when you were little you wished for a pony. you wished that one day you could see your mommy.
I made those two wishes come true this year. you got the horse you've always wanted so dear.
And you got to see your mommy. after those long long long years.
