Dear Me

Rose, Grandma of Nicole is having cancer and doctors gives her a year. Rose teached her about life, they were same told her Mini Me and she is her younger version. Rose wrote a letter before she die as last goodbye and advice. shorter: Dear Me This is a letter to the girl I used to be, There are some things you should know, In your age my life started, girl in tennessee, loved music, spent time with family, but then in summer, I worked as car repairwoman, it wasn't my dream. I tried to write and sing music. In 21 I moved to New Orleans in '62. I studied university, worked as singer in beautiful club. I worked as singer with one black guitarist, B.B. King. He became famous and left. Then he came, Blond, blue eyes, hat, harley, met boss, then came to me and told: I'm Jack and I will play on this piano every day and night for you. We did show every day and fell in love. On free time we did trips on harley, listen elvis, watched sport and I painted. My first Painting was named Love in Levander. After few years he was called to Vietnam as pilot with brother Kirk but once kirk died. Jack find love in Europe. I worked in NY. I sold painting, moved back on ranch. Then Jack became wrestler. In 1972 he visit us and told me he never forget and searched me, once he saw my painting and bought it, he moved to ranch, worked there. We fell in love again. married, had family. Moved to Miami. He was preacher and I LP seller and housewife, I loved it. In '97 U born, then it is just history.

Story added by jakubduda on July 9, 2022