Dear God, I’m sad. I’m depressed. I’m not happy. I’m not in NY or LA. I want to be in the sun. I want to be in LA. How can I leave my Besty? Gid please help me. I’m miserable.
With the utmost gratitude, asking the Holy Trinity to grant favor to both my daughter and I by providing us with Godly, Loving Husbands.
Tasha and Martha