If I could forge a pair of wings to fly across the oceans, I would. I’m afraid you must be patient with me a bit longer, you know my tardiness. I pray under the moonlight each night the need for my presence in this hell is no longer needed. My wishes have not been granted as of late.
A surprise will come to you soon enough, and I hope it will help hold you over until I can do so myself. I must go before someone catches me in my only chance to reach you and destroys it.
May all the love, safety, and comfort in the world find you when this does.