Dear Mark

Dear Mark,

I'm so glad you are my brother. And I'm so very sorry for all the times I beat up on you, tattled on you, took your stuff, laughed at you and otherwise made your life difficult when you were a young boy.

It is a small miracle we have become such good friends and I'm grateful that I have such a wonderful brother who teaches me so much about forgiveness.

Anyway, I was thinking about this as my daughter clubbed my son on the head with a golf club this morning. And then slammed his finger in her closet door. He isn't sure how he can forgive her. I'm not sure either but it gives me hope that you forgave me so much.

So anyway, do you want a 3-year old?

Love,

Rachelle