Dear Stone,

In many ways, Robin has been my daughter. In all ways
she has been my friend. I have laughed with her and wept
for her and worried about her and rejoiced in her, and I've
come to understand how deeply and truly she loves you-and how
much you love her in return. You both grew up so quickly, and
you continue to grow so bravely. I admire you, and I celebrate
you both.

With love,

Felicia