Happy Birthday, Tara Jean. I hope you have a glorious day and a blessed year. I have fond memories of you when you were still a kiddo. The moment I laid eyes on you, I told your Mother, “That’s an Angel.” You were always a ‘special’ child with a special and blessed destiny.
We tried to get you in the arts by age 7. You were going to be a child soap actress on Ryan’s Hope. But your parents were worried that you may be too young. When you were in Junior High we were going to make you a ‘teen model’ and be part of the NY Academy of Ballet. But again your parents were concerned about you being too young. They were worried that you would get hurt out there on your own.
A Princess. Of “Atalya” – “Autalya”. Your husband – An Austrian Earl. Yes, I meant it when I would tell you that you’re a Princess from another world. Yes, you are. Austria – that’s where I think you’re meant to be with your cousins who look just like you, your sister, and your parents. Your Mother is from ‘Autalya’ too.
Well, I dunno why I was angry with you. It most likely wasn’t you, but someone claiming to be you. I would never say that ‘out loud’. I just get cranky and ornery at times.
I dunno if and when I’ll see you again. You did get into New York University. And you are Academy. And already Grover Cleveland and Christ the King. A President and Jesus. Can’t go wrong there.
Best wishes always to you and your family, Tara Jean. Happy Birthday. I hope this year, many of you ardent wishes and dreams ‘come true.’
Best Regards,
Emma Ruth