First Off: Look after Mitzi for Me

If something were ever to happen to me and I were to die: I want you to make Mitzi understand that I have always loved her and love her very much. You may not have any control or fight over her custody other than this written blog, but while I do not have chosen god parents, I do not want her to go to my mother or father, Katie and David, or John Atchison. I do not want her to go to any relatives in my extended family. I want you to find her loving arms and I want the parents to be Christians. I don't want her to be too spoiled and I want her to be brought up as someone who understands what it means to work for love and respect and knows she deserves to be worked for too. Tell her that her mommy never wanted to purposefully march to death but she did and she had no other choice (if I die). Tell her that there are terrible people in this world and that there were people I would never lose to and that I would understand what would happen if I did. Tell her I knew I deserved a better life and so does she and her and my life are worth fighting for. Tell her that I believed in freedom and hope that she will too. Have the Lee Ann Womack "I hope you dance," song sung for her for me.