My Dear Children,Tears prick my eyes as I write this; tears of love, happiness and relief - no, no misery at all.
I am well aware of the stigma you face in this world – spurned children of a doomed marriage, destined to follow the same path. And I’m infinitely comforted to know that you have been rebuking such cruel bullying and standing by what is right. The fact that each of you has so many siblings – six, to be exact – plays in your favour rather than against it, for always remember the strength preserved and shining in unity. Hold each other’s hands now – and never let go.
A very long and messy divorce I have come out of, and nothing makes those tears flow again more than the fact that I have custody of all of you. From two parents to one, one sibling to six, my love for each of you has not dampened, but instead risen to soaring multitude. I’m determined to shelter every seven of you under my wings, and protect you from the Other; he that does not get to you cannot hurt you.
Right now, I ask, above all else, your understanding, patience, help and hope in my building of a new home for all of us. Older ones, guide the small; younger ones, bring us spirit. A long journey we have ahead, but one that will bear good fruit.
Understand this in your heart:
my love for you grows everyday.
Your Ever-loving Mother
11:50 PM
