Mommy you don’t love me.
I love you Gemma.
It’s not fair that you love Kai & Sasha.
I love you Gemma.
I don’t think you love me, Momma.
Gemma, I love you. Why do you think
I don’t?
[My heart breaks.]
Momma, you yell at me.
Sweet thing, I love you even when I yell.
[Do not yell, ever.]
Momma, you get mad at me.
Sweet thing, I get upset sometimes but
I love you.
[When I’m mad, hug her. Hug her.]
Momma, I like it when you play
chase with me.
Gemma, I love playing with you
[Play with her every day.]
Momma, Sasha makes you smile.
So do you, Sweet Gemma.
[Smile. Smile. Smile at Gemma.]
Momma, Kai is as fast as you
when he runs.
Well he is very fast. But I love each
of you whether you run or not, fast or not.
Momma, you are not like me. I am
not like you, not at all.
Sweet Gemma, when I was 5 years
old I would cry if I couldn’t wear the
skirt I wanted. Just like you.
I wanted attention but got upset if I got it.
Just like you.
I liked some time alone with my imagination.
Just like you.
I was stronger and braver than I knew.
Just like you.
I remembered every detail and second.
Just like you.
I thought everyone loved my sister, but not me.
Just like you.
I love you because you’re Gemma.
I’ve loved you since the very second I knew you.
I love you even more because I know you.
[Let me show you, Gemma, how much
I love you, every day.]