The truth is, you are the nicest person I know. Everything that you have done has been done with some thought of me in mind, and I hope that I have treated you with the same respect.

I miss you already. I miss your presence. I miss the food. I miss running up the stairs. I miss being comfortable. I miss feeling like an intellectual who can still be a goof. I miss being the most beautiful, the right kind of special. Most of all, I miss your sincerity. I miss how I can look at you and know just how wonderful I am.

And I think it’s okay that people know that I miss these things. We are human and we understand the bonds of friendship.

So when you get to where you’re going, give them hell, give them hell, make them eat….fudgesicles. They won’t need me to figure just how wonderful you are.

Love always,
Angie