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HAPPY SWEET 16, ANDREW!!!!!!
My dearest Andrew,
Wherever do I begin? I love you, for one. Very, very much. And I miss you. Very, very much. I pray you'll be at Country Fair or Winter Carnival or come visit me during Thanksgiving or Christmas or March or summer or your long weekend. I really, really miss you. Hill is too far away. Remember when I didn't believe you were going to Hill? Remember when I told you I wouldn't believe you until I saw it up on Mr. K's bulliten board? Remember that? Well, I didn't tell you this then, but I went home and cried that night. Westminster is so much closer. I could have visited you every weekend and you could have come more often and they don't have Saturday classes! Oh, but you chose Hill. And I hope you love it there. I really do.
I wish I had your address so I could send you a proper letter and a proper present. I have your home address. I suppose I'll send it there and assume your mother will pass it along. I wish I could have seen you when I was in DC and Baltimore in August. But you were having the time of your life in the Hamptons with your cousin and Steve.
You've been there unconditionally for me since I started Eaglebrook. Well, at least eighth grade. I can't say which has been the harder of the two, as they've both been so different, but both so tough. This was the better of the two, I'm sure of that. Though it might have been harder and I may have been dealing with too much, the awesome parts have been ten times more awesome than my first year and I must give you credit for the huge part you played in my awesome times, as I spent so much time with you. Which is why there are eighty billion pictures of you; I've spent so much time with you and those are just my favorites of all my Andrew pictures. Thank you so much for being there for me. You have no idea how much you mean to me.
You know me as well as any. As much as we annoy each other and fight and get pissed and do stupid shit and get in trouble and say things behind each others back and say things we don't really mean, it's all because you know me better than anyone. You know how to push my buttons the right way and you know when I am going to do something stupid and you know that I'll always come running back to you in the end. Because you're my Andrew and I love you to death.
I miss you so much with you at Hill and not here at Eaglebrook with me. We have so many memories between EBSS '02 (as much as it sucked) and swim team and the school year and all of our expeditions and the weekend you spent here and everything. All of that. And all I have are a bunch of photos and a few memories floating around in my head. And that sucks. I hate that I'm not going to be able to wish you a happy birthday because you're busy with preseason for Varsity at Hill (go you) and you probably won't pick up your phone when I call. But I hope that sometime you'll sign on and you'll see me online and I won't be home but somehow you'll know that I remembered your birthday, as many times as I've forgotten it before.
Love for always and always and always and always,
♥ Sarah ♥
My dearest Andrew,
Wherever do I begin? I love you, for one. Very, very much. And I miss you. Very, very much. I pray you'll be at Country Fair or Winter Carnival or come visit me during Thanksgiving or Christmas or March or summer or your long weekend. I really, really miss you. Hill is too far away. Remember when I didn't believe you were going to Hill? Remember when I told you I wouldn't believe you until I saw it up on Mr. K's bulliten board? Remember that? Well, I didn't tell you this then, but I went home and cried that night. Westminster is so much closer. I could have visited you every weekend and you could have come more often and they don't have Saturday classes! Oh, but you chose Hill. And I hope you love it there. I really do.
I wish I had your address so I could send you a proper letter and a proper present. I have your home address. I suppose I'll send it there and assume your mother will pass it along. I wish I could have seen you when I was in DC and Baltimore in August. But you were having the time of your life in the Hamptons with your cousin and Steve.
You've been there unconditionally for me since I started Eaglebrook. Well, at least eighth grade. I can't say which has been the harder of the two, as they've both been so different, but both so tough. This was the better of the two, I'm sure of that. Though it might have been harder and I may have been dealing with too much, the awesome parts have been ten times more awesome than my first year and I must give you credit for the huge part you played in my awesome times, as I spent so much time with you. Which is why there are eighty billion pictures of you; I've spent so much time with you and those are just my favorites of all my Andrew pictures. Thank you so much for being there for me. You have no idea how much you mean to me.
You know me as well as any. As much as we annoy each other and fight and get pissed and do stupid shit and get in trouble and say things behind each others back and say things we don't really mean, it's all because you know me better than anyone. You know how to push my buttons the right way and you know when I am going to do something stupid and you know that I'll always come running back to you in the end. Because you're my Andrew and I love you to death.
I miss you so much with you at Hill and not here at Eaglebrook with me. We have so many memories between EBSS '02 (as much as it sucked) and swim team and the school year and all of our expeditions and the weekend you spent here and everything. All of that. And all I have are a bunch of photos and a few memories floating around in my head. And that sucks. I hate that I'm not going to be able to wish you a happy birthday because you're busy with preseason for Varsity at Hill (go you) and you probably won't pick up your phone when I call. But I hope that sometime you'll sign on and you'll see me online and I won't be home but somehow you'll know that I remembered your birthday, as many times as I've forgotten it before.
Love for always and always and always and always,
♥ Sarah ♥