Letters to Stephen
Stephen,
I'm sorry for not writing more. I'm trying to actively participate in my life like we always did when you were here. I think that maybe you're watching over me. Maybe you're my new guardian angel.
Today I got into a bad situation and I was really worried. Basically I was hanging out with this guy we both knew up at Woodrow and I didn't realize he'd been drinking until he'd had a lot and I don't have a cell phone so I couldn't call for a ride home. He told me that he was okay to drive and I asked him stuff and tested him until I was pretty sure that he was actually okay to drive. He started swerving pretty bad once we got on the road and it freaked out another drunk driver coming from the opposite direction. There was almost a collision, but for some reason, almost as if the cars were forced apart from each other, they didn't hit.
He doesn't know how it happened, but he said he'd never had anything like that happen to him before.
I've been thanking God since I got home, but if it was you then I want you to know that I am so grateful to you. I don't know why it wasn't my time yet, but I know that I'm going to do something with this life I have been given to live.
I should have told you before. I should have told you every day that I cared. I should have treasured every moment more than I did. I shouldn't have leaned on you quite so far. If I hadn't called you that night, if you hadn't been such a good friend, then I wouldn't have to be without you. If we'd never met then you'd still have a life to live.
I am so tempted to just quit sometimes, but I know that you'd be so mad at me.
I've literally cried until there aren't any more tears. I'll come back and write more.
I promise.
Cross my heart.
I'm sorry for not writing more. I'm trying to actively participate in my life like we always did when you were here. I think that maybe you're watching over me. Maybe you're my new guardian angel.
Today I got into a bad situation and I was really worried. Basically I was hanging out with this guy we both knew up at Woodrow and I didn't realize he'd been drinking until he'd had a lot and I don't have a cell phone so I couldn't call for a ride home. He told me that he was okay to drive and I asked him stuff and tested him until I was pretty sure that he was actually okay to drive. He started swerving pretty bad once we got on the road and it freaked out another drunk driver coming from the opposite direction. There was almost a collision, but for some reason, almost as if the cars were forced apart from each other, they didn't hit.
He doesn't know how it happened, but he said he'd never had anything like that happen to him before.
I've been thanking God since I got home, but if it was you then I want you to know that I am so grateful to you. I don't know why it wasn't my time yet, but I know that I'm going to do something with this life I have been given to live.
I should have told you before. I should have told you every day that I cared. I should have treasured every moment more than I did. I shouldn't have leaned on you quite so far. If I hadn't called you that night, if you hadn't been such a good friend, then I wouldn't have to be without you. If we'd never met then you'd still have a life to live.
I am so tempted to just quit sometimes, but I know that you'd be so mad at me.
I've literally cried until there aren't any more tears. I'll come back and write more.
I promise.
Cross my heart.