Mommy is away in Tennessee, getting herself set up for work. She’s having the internet and tv connected, freshwater filters installed, alarm installed, and I’m here with you guys in Bellmore.
I look at you both, and you’re both so young and innocent, you have no idea what is going on, nor will it affect you in any way or form. As I watch you play and take you to the park, I think to myself that this is it! This is pretty much the last time I will take you to Newbridge Park, this will be the last time I take you to Applebees, and this is the last time that I will drive by “booty-tree” that makes you both gasp in laughter.
It dawns on me within a month from now everything we do together here in NY, on Long Island, in Bellmore will be the last. I’ll tell you it really hurts to let go of the place where mommy and I built our sanctuary and place where we raised both of you. Now we have to let it go. Very sad.
Some video of you guys playing on our last days in Bellmore.