Dearest Charlie,
I'm sorry didn’t write yesterday. My left leg was hurting too much, and I just didn’t have it in me. But… I did have a really good afternoon.
I went over to Letchworth State Park. Charlie, it is beautiful. I never imagined seeing something like that up here. The birds, the waterfalls, the sound of the water, and that mist rising up when you look down over the edge… I stood there for a while just taking it all in.
And of course, I thought of you. I wish you could’ve been there with me. I know you would’ve loved it.
I drove the entire length of the park, hoping to get a look at the camping area, but it was closed. I guess it’s still off-season. But as soon as it opens… I’m going back.
I’m going to camp there a night or two. And with as many state parks as there are around here, I won’t run out of places to explore anytime soon.
In other news…
S and J are still on the outs. Her heart is broken… and he’s still a jerk. I can already hear you telling me to stay out of it. And I am—mostly. I’m just trying to be there for her while she works through it. She’s going to be okay. She's strong.
As for me… I changed my mind about that country apartment. It smelled a little too much like “country” for my liking anyway. I found another place in a neighboring town—within walking distance of antique shops and restaurants. Now that feels more like me.
And get this—it’s a three-bedroom. Plenty of space for family to come visit. And it’s only $1,000 a month. So not only do I get a better location… I get to keep a few more dollars in my pocket. I’ll take that win.
Oh—and one more thing… My work laptop and phone finally came in. So now I can actually get started working. And I think… I’m going to like this job.
Today started rough… but it turned out to be a pretty good day.
I just wish you were here to see all of this with me.
I miss you.
I love you.
Me
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