Jam

Dear Mom,

I miss you like I miss your jam. I love that you brought me my own special raspberry with seeds and sugar jam, just the way I like it. Thank you. Unfortunately I ate it. I ate it all. I ate it fast. I mean you were here what, 2 weeks ago. That's ridiculous. Next time you come, could you bring me enough to make it through the long, hard, terrible winter?

Love,
Cami (the jamless one)