Little Miss Molly
by Marc Andrew Mario
(Rome, NY)
Molly at the Playground
I miss you...you were my Girl. I am so grateful and honored that you chose me to spend your life with, that you entrusted me with your care. Well, how did I do? I know I am far from being perfect and screwed up sometimes in paying attention to you, but my intention was never to hurt you or make you feel ignored. I can't say enough "I'm sorry"s for that.
We all go through stages and you saw me at my worst and my best. I loved you dearly, even when I was the most selfish with my time. But when we spent quality time together, it was wonderful! I enjoyed your company so much!
I didn't walk you much when you were younger, but I was proud to wheel you around in your pet stroller when you just couldn't walk anymore. I wish I could have given you back your sight and your hearing. I couldn't, so I gave you more of me. I was your sight, your ears, and your legs. I was your protector, your guardian, your friend. And you, my dear friend, became my heart.
My love to you always,
Marc
