Dear afternoon nap of my 3.5-year-old daughter,
It seems clear that this letter has become necessary since you are officially gone. Since you left no forwarding address, I am forced to write this open letter in the hopes that you will find it and offer some closure.
I have so many questions and so few answers. Why did you go? We were close. I was good to you and very loyal, rushing home from playdates and errands just to spend some time with you. Three hours every day to be exact.
The way you have behaved these past few months should make you ashamed, showing up for a little while and then leaving again. I never took you for granted, so why did you leave?
Maybe someday when my younger son's also leaves, I will laugh about this. Maybe when my daughter is no longer bored and hanging on my ankles every day from 1 to 4 p.m. I will forgive you. But not now.
Now I am here alone wondering why. What can I do to get you back?
Was it me? Did I not appreciate you enough? Sometimes I think our relationship is a little like that Willie Nelson song, "You Were Always On My Mind," because, well, honestly? You were.
I came home early from everything to spend time with you. I lived by your clock and relied on you for everything. I am nothing without you.
OK, so I have tried to play it cool, but really, let's be honest: I need you. Come back to me. I will do anything. Anything you want.
Yours until eternity,
P.S. The preceding letter is an honest assessment of my feelings since my daughter's nap has left our home. How do you move on? What do you do when you still have a younger child who needs the nap so you can't leave home? Does anyone have any answers?