Day 18: Write a letter to someone you miss.
Hi Aunt Sarah!
The students are fine. They are sometimes under prepared but if they already knew it all (like they sometimes think they do) I guess that would mean I wouldn’t have a job! I didn’t think I would like working with young people this much. They say it’s in my blood: you, Mommy, Uncle Richard, Aunt Catherine, Daddy’s baby sister Aunt Eleanor…Well, they are keeping me young as you used to tell me they would. Them, the water, and/or my latest hobbies: running and dance. I know, Aunt Sarah–go figure–me running! Yes, your fat “baby” who would lay on you and go to sleep; who didn’t decide to walk for, like, ever! Mommy and Doreen still tease me about that.
I miss you and these conversations.
Anyway, fair is fair: I ate the Cow Tales I was supposed to be sending you the week you transitioned.
At first I held on to them for dear life–well, at first as in maybe for a week! But since I was kind of mad at you I ate them. I know, I know: you were tired; I was being selfish. I’m glad you checked in on me to let me know you were okay. Not that I didn’t know that but we the living have a hard time comprehending what happens after this. You were here; you know what I mean. And thanks for checking on me sometimes to make sure I’m okay. Still wish we could talk face to face but I can sacrifice that knowing you’re good.
Thanks a lot for being who you were to and for me (which I guess is why I miss you so much in the first place). Oh yeah, you were right by the way: I got that fellowship! Talk about bittersweet, I got the award letter the day I got home from your homegoing. Bleh.
Anyway, we’ll talk again soon–I’m teaching a night class this semester and have a sleepy commute home afterward.