12/22/08

Dear Florida,

It’s 18 degrees here.  It’s 2:30pm and the sun is out.  I’m sorry for all the mean things I said about you and how I never appreciated your warm Christmas air.  I want to play Legos on the porch.  And take family Christmas pictures by the pool.  I miss driving with the windows down.  And wearing a hoodie, at the most.  I miss not having to spend 30 minutes wrapping my body up to go check the mail.  I miss hot tub nights.  I actually miss having roommates…To an extent.  I want some ocean air.

Everything is changing.  It’s so weird.  People are growing up.  People who I never expected to.  It stings.  Just a little bit.  I really haven’t prepared myself for this.  You’re right, it’s not a race.  I just think it’s weird.  Very strange.

Don’t get me wrong.  I love where I am at.  I love who I am with.  I love the snow.  I love my new “home.”  It’s just bittersweet, I guess.

Maybe I just realized that you shouldn’t take anything for granted.  Including 80 degree weather in December.

Well, I suppose that is it for now..Take care, stay warm.  Have fun without me.  I’m up north, growing up and learning how to love with everything I have, so cross your fingers for me.  See you soon.

Sincerely,

BethAnne