Hi darling,
I miss you so much. You would be so proud to know that I am in my third week of school now, almost four. Can you believe it? I’ve been in school for almost a month. The school you told me about. The school you wanted to go to. I wish you were here, I imagine sometimes what it would be like to have lunch with you, to sit down and talk about our Pentateuch homework, or what you think about the text book we are reading in Intro to Church ministry. I wish so badly that I could take you to see Snow Patrol, they are coming and I get to see them in October. I wish you were here for my 22nd birthday, because without you, it just seems like another number. I cannot believe I’m already older than you. It’s strange, surreal. I wore your boots to school the other day, and I plan on wearing you converse soon. That saying “to walk in her shoes” have never been more realistic than now.

I love you Jessica.
I know you would be so proud.