a little letter

hey brother:

its been a while since my last letter. how are you doing? so at work the other day this kid came through my line. blond hair. kinda scruffy. he made this face and it looked just like a face you used to make. and i missed you. again. still. and then the other day i was going through some things and i found a handkerchief kyles mom made for me. it has your name embroidered on it. and she included a copy of your obituary. and it happened again. still. always. at bad times. and i cry. every time. but its good. cause i know you have some company right this very second. my little boy is with you. you better tell him nice things about me. or else. (thats kind of a bad threat cause really, what can i even do to you? really?) you know that tree? its HUGE. you would be so proud. oh, we went to the temple. seeing your name on that little blue card was beyond weird. those aren't supposed to be people that you know. just strangers that died in like 1792 or something. not adam michael green april 27 1990. i didn't like it very much. but we were all there at the same time. you and everyone else. together just for a little while.anyway, i love you. keep being amazing. cause you always were and always will be.

love, em