Another batch of peanut butter cookies are in the oven and I wish they were for you.

"Resignation" Pamela Davis Kivelson

Dear Pennsylvania,

I miss you.

Maybe it's the lack of sleep or because it's Saturday and I am not busy with One and Three. Or maybe because we haven't talked in more than a week. Or maybe because Two and I just got to my parents and I feel all weird and am seeking comfort. Maybe it's because I started playing Michael Jackson for Two - but had to switch it because it reminds me too much of you. Or maybe because another batch of peanut butter cookies are in the oven and I wish they were for you.

All I know is my heart hurts. And I can feel the tears anxiously waiting to fall.

I love you. And I don't know how I will ever get over you.

All my Saturday love,

Wisconsin