you gotta be strong right now. I know you’re a million miles away in Vietnam, laying on some hospital bed, gone in a coma, but I need you to be strong. Not just for me, but for everyone else in the family too. You gotta make it through this. I’m trying my best to graduate early so that I can take my Mom to see the rest of the family. It wouldn’t be fair to me if I only got to see your siblings and not you right? Please don’t leave us.
You’re one of the smartest little kids I ever knew. I’ve never met another kid who knew how to make the sickest grandpa in the world smile so much. I know that if you make it through this then you’ll be the all the things your Dad couldn’t be for you. I’d trade shoes with you any day and any time, cause while I’m laying here on a comfortable bed, in a bright lit room, with an expensive laptop, you’re hooked up to machines, on a hospital bed, in the dark by yourself. It’s not fair that you have to go through this ordeal at such a young age.
I’m sorry that your Dad isn’t lifting a finger to help you through this, I’m sorry your Mom has to work twice as hard to make sure everything’s okay for you, and I’m sorry I can’t be there for you. But I’ll hope and pray for you in every way I can, cause if I lose you then I lose grandma as well. I’ve prayed for you to be grow up healthy and be able to attend school every night, and I’ll keep doing that until I see that you’ve been a given a better life than now.
If there really is a God out there, even if I don’t believe in any religion, she and I both need you more than ever. She’s so young and she has so much left to live for. It’s not fair that she was born into these living situations, but to put her through this is something I couldn’t fantom. Please let her wake up to see the light of another day. I don’t want to visit Vietnam one day and have to see the graves of two family members.