Monday, October 1, 2007

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Yeobo,
I spoke to your mom for a little while. She said you would be in the hospital for a couple of months and that you're not well. I'm going fucking nuts with worry. Then she said "Divorce". I don't want to lose you, but I'll do what you wish when you are well and we talk. I want you to be happy. But, I am not going to do what your mom wants because she doesn't have any inkling of what we've been through the last six and a half years...the ups and downs. She means well, but doesn't have a clue. I can't wait to talk to you. I'm dying. I love you and will wait.

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