Darly's Confession
I don't even know your name-
I ran out on you. Two days old, and I left. I couldn't handle the idea of being a mother, being tied down, being stuck in Alaska the rest of my life playing housewife. It just wasn't me. I was so messed up then. I didn't know what I wanted or what I was doing. Every decision I ever made turned into a disaster. Including the decision to leave you behind. I'm sorry. I wish I could make it right. I know this is a letter you may never get. I know you may never want to know anything about me. I just want you to know that I never forgot. Not a single day did I forget about you. I tried. I have been hiding behind a tough attitude for years. Don't tell anyone, but it's just to mask the pain over leaving you. Maybe I wouldn't have been the best mother. Scratch that, I know I wouldn't have been, but I hope you are happy and have found people to take care of you and love you the way I couldn't. If somehow you do get this, I'd love to see you. Or just hear your voice. Let me know you are okay. I'm back in Alaska now, go figure. Back to the place I so desperately wanted to leave behind. I've finally started making the right kind of decisions, ones that will benefit me and the people I care about. My friend and I built a house up here with some beautiful scenery, I hope one day you'll stop by.
I really do love you and think of you every day. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
-Darly Peters