My Sweetest Aliyah,

     I talked to my mother, your great-grandma, the other day.  She told me you are talking up a storm and running everywhere.  I can just see you in your little shoes running from place to place with your thin, blonde hair in a tiny ponytail.  I see you outside in your backyard, running and playing with your mommy and daddy.  Your daddy was running everywhere at your age, too.  I wish I could see you running, and playing, and enjoying life, without a care in the world.

     I <3 you!

     Love, Grandma

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