Dear hannah,

Your poem spoke to people. Someone asked me why you picked such a sad poem. "it's such a sad poem" they said, "why did she pick such a sad poem?" "Maybe she is sad right now" I said in return. Maybe she is sad right now.
You know what Miss Hannah, I love you when you are sad or angry or happy or joyful or loving or grumpy or tired or excited or discouraged or proud..
.I love you all the time, every day, all day long day and night, night and day.
                          I love you.
                                      That's it.
                                              Plain and simple.   
                                                     You. Are. Loved
                                                                           By. Me.

dear mom,

Go canada!!!!! i love watching the olympics with you and every one...... and i love having cable.
Love you

Hannah

dear mom,

I have been thinking since the weather has been nice... maybe we sould do a photo shoot? i have been dying to take photos lately. thank you for letting my stay home today :) i was super tired but i am all rested now. i love you

hannah

Dear hannah,

It is Saturday morning, and I really want to make tea and toast and bring it to you, waking you up from your slumber...but i am wise and all knowing and recognize the danger of awakening a teenage girl from her Saturday sleep...sooooo....i will eat the toast myself and wait for you to stumble down the stairs in an hour or so...i love you miss hannah very much!

dear mom,

hello mother,
it has been a lonng lonng time since we have blogged each other. it brings a tear to my eye. while i was strolling down the hill with you and Vayda,I realised a miraculous thing about you my loving mother ...... You are AMAZING!!!and i love you so much :) and you are so great with kids! and i  hope that you have a wonderful week and that you will smile and also that you will know that i love you !

Hannah