I am at school right now studying and stuff…so I decided to check my email and wow, you have sent me a lot and I have not checked it for a little while…yikes
I miss you GP (grandpa). I think of you and GM (grandma) everyday. School is going well. I have a few teachers I am not thrilled with but I can’t complain, I am in school. I miss my dad a lot but school is giving me something to live for, a reason to better myself and keep going. I know I will be somebody someday. Someday I will get out of my own head and will be able to give back to others. I think one of my biggest fears through my fathers death is realizing anything could happen between me becoming something in life and the end. I know that can be a morbid thought but I am seeing through my new adventures in school that it’s worth the try.