Dear Zoey, or Caitlin, or Angela. To my little girl. Your dad just asked if this was a love letter. I guess it kind of is. I never got to know my mother. I jave no idea what she must have felt when she carried me, so I thought I'd write to you so that you could know how happy I am at this very moment, how much your father and I can't wait to meet you. And I want to make you a promise, three thigns taht you will have that I never did. A safe home, someone to tell you that they love you every single day, and someone to fight for you no matter what. In other words, a family. So there you go, Baby Girl. The rest we're gonna have to figure out together. I love you. Your mom.