3-years, 9-months, 10-days into Wendy Samantha Coronel Tenorio’s Abduction AKA Samantha Howitt

Monday, August 20, 2012: Good Morning Sam! Its 5:40 in the morning and I am on my deck looking down the coastline. My view is of the southeast. The sun is starting to rise over the mountains and the ocean is a majestic silver. I can hear the fishing boat captains give their crew and customers instructions over the loud speaker as they leave the harbor. This early on a Monday morning, most people are still sleeping. The best part of this day for me already happened. It’s going to be hard to top this.

Last night/this morning I had a dream about you. I have not seen you in my dreams in some time. I miss that. This dream was special because you were here with me. Playing, laughing like a beautiful 6-year old Princess should be doing with her Dad. Playing with Barbie’s, swimming in the pool, etc. In the dream, I remember how I told Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) you were going to be a little late because you were playing with friends and that I could call her when we were on our way back to her house. She was cool with it, no worries. A few minutes later you came into the kitchen and put your head down on the kitchen table and mentioned how you were getting tired. As we got the car ready for the trip back to Adriana’s, you fell asleep in the back seat. I kept looking at you through the rear view mirror thinking about how angelic you looked. Then the dream faded out like the end of a TV show. Rather than rolling credits, like you would see at the end of a TV show, I woke up not knowing if that was real for a moment. It was 4:41 in the morning. A little more than an hour ago. I tried to fall back asleep fast to get you back in my dreams. Unfortunately it did not work for me this time. I LOVE YOU SAM! KISSES!