Day 9. A person you would like to meet.
I would love to meet my dead relatives... great great grandmother, or father. the ones that came through Ellis Island, someone who was in world war II. Or even my Grandma Jean. They all have been through so much, and I could learn so much from them. Even some of the people that I run across at work. They all seem like interesting people. It's a shame that all of their lives have stories that someone would find interesting. I feel like it's a shame that they all had to pass without anyone knowing what their biggest drama in their teenage years was. If I could write to any of them, I would ask what they would have to say to this generation, whose biggest problem is who slept with whom. I would ask what they thought of 2011, and if it came about like they thought it would. There is so much that we could learn from the past, if only we listened to what happened in the past.
Day 10 (it just hit a new day on the east coast, it counts)
Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.
Dear Emily.
I know I don't write back as promptly as I should. As promptly as I would like. You understand me so much more than I understand myself. And it's scary. I also am so scared that I am unable to show you the love that I have in the Lord. And that one day, I'm going to find myself in heaven without you. Without my best friend. I know that we can't stand each other if we're around each other too much. But that just is us. I wish we could live in the same city, country, anything like that...
I'm also kinda jealous of how easily you get dates with guys... but you know that...
I love you. you are a wonderful friend and I am so thankful that even through all this space and all this time, we still understand each other through a few emails a season.
