You were about this age when you announced that when you grew up and got married, you and your husband would be staying in Dad's and my bedroom. When I asked, "What about Dad and me?", you didn't blink an eye. "You can live in the barn"
That was about 24 years ago. And now, at 27, you're singing a different tune. You also have a better haircut :)
You're leaving us soon, Lisette; the very last one to go. It's YOUR birthday and your birthday wishes to be granted.
And although I can't wish it, I do wonder: IF Arson had NOT burned down our barn and IF we had turned it into nice living quarters, could we have struck a deal with you? We stay in our room and you take the barn?
Happy Birthday, my Sweet Girl.
xxx Mom
