To My Little Sister - Part 9

March 30, 2015

Dear Rose,

By now, you may have heard that I paid a visit to Monsie yesterday.  After 25 years since I left, I can't really put into words how I feel right now.  I feel light but still apprehensive about what we talked about for almost 8.5 hours yesterday.  For the most part, she was able to confirm that what was done to us was a big mistake.  There was no one to care for us at the time and there was just no one who'd be able to handle our group and that's why Mona was assigned to care for us (more, more sighs.)  It was definitely unfortunate that she had to be the one to care for us and dole out so much pain.  But then, when I look back at the time, it's with a mixture of distaste for what has been and a feeling of triumph for what was.  I can continue to move on with my life as you have yours.  I do hope again, you've moved on with better memories, good memories.

If Monsie tells me that life is good for you, then it must be.  If Mona hasn't been and never will be in charge of watching over other people, then everything should be okay, right?

I asked to speak with you yesterday.  Monsie said, maybe one day I could.  It's definitely something to look forward to.

Gotta rush off for work.  Talk to you more when I write next.

Love ya,
Marie

Note:  Late post again.