Thursday, April 26, 2012

Please Remember Me

If something happens, if I never wake up from that surgery, if I never come back home from hospital, I wish she remembers me. I wish she can remember even only one faint memory of me holding her, telling her how much I love her, telling her over and over again, "Aryanna doostet daram."

In July she will be 18 months old, probably she wont remember anything from this age.

It is 9:00 am. I need to get over my random fears and tears, I need to get living...

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