Saturday, November 19, 2011: Great day today Sam! It’s always great to see you. The time goes by so fast. The border line is pretty hectic no matter how one chooses to cross. Unusual for a Saturday evening. Although with Thanksgiving a few days away that could be contributing to the traffic.
Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) has been trying to tell me how sick you have been, wanting to shell out more money for nothing. She’s pushing for your insurance cards and no matter how many times I tell her how the insurance works she still does not listen. Not to mention she refuses to give me receipts from recent doctor visits so she can get reimbursed. So, there you go.
Lucky for us we had full reign of the house unabated. We started with playing in our two-person band. You on the new guitar I bought you and me on the maracas. We were horrible but had a blast being that bad. I was a little sad ½ way through the day. I noticed you suddenly changed your pants. I asked you what was going on, learning that you accidentally wet your pants. After reassuring you there was nothing to worry about, we got you cleaned up and gave you a big hug. I mentioned it briefly to Adriana, who was in too much of a hurry to talk with me about it. She mentioned that she is aware of it and that this is your way of dealing with all the chaos that has been these last three years.
OK, if actually admitting that and seeing our beautiful daughter go through this because of your actions, and that still does not motivate you to find a compromise here, what will? Are you just going to keep running like you have been to hide from this?
So sorry Sam. I understand this is a bad situation. You should be frustrated and upset. Reading this you now know the monumental effort I have been undertaking to end this situation. I am on your side and in your corner my Princess. And with me are dozens of people trying to do the same. I am sad because I miss you terribly and know you deserve so much more from your parents than you have been getting.
After all that we wrote a letter to Santa Clause. We acted out Scooby Doo. You were Daphne and I was Scooby Doo. It was very funny. I love your sense of humor Sam. With that our day ended, way to soon. This bus getting me over the border has not moved in over 30-minutes. I am in for a long night. Part of me wants to go back to the house to see you. Not sure if you will be even more upset if I have to leave you twice in one day, so here I wait with a big gaping hole in my heart missing you. I LOVE YOU SAM! KISSES!
