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September 6th, 2009

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Kit,

Dad came home from the hospital yesterday. Cheryl and I went over to visit him and help get everything situated so he has an easier time getting around. Mom can’t move any of that stuff by herself. He’s still his same old self, but I guess that’s just how he’ll always be. He’s home and recovering, so I guess I should be thankful.

I’m gonna stop living in the past and spend my time fixing my marriage with Cheryl. If she wants kids, we’ll get them, one way or another. She’s not letting me move back into the main bedroom yet, but if I dedicate myself to her happiness and really focus on being a good husband, it’s only a matter of time. She’s still going out every other night with friends and I encourage her every chance I get. She’s my wife and I have to take care of her. That’s my duty as a man and husband. That’s my only job in life.

After this, I won’t be writing anymore letters to you. I think it’s time we both forgot about the past. I won’t be thinking about it again. Those days of being stupid children are long over. Time to be an adult and do what’s expected of me. I won’t be stopping by anymore.

It’s time to grow up.

Goodbye Kit.