we're best friends.

we met because in our eighth grade spanish

class my friend liked him. so obviously 

i had no problem talking to him.

then i made some dramatic, ninth grade

choices. and if i could go back i would

have been smarter and not been so rude.

and handled the situation better.

but in the end, he was the friend that i 

needed by my side at that time.

to teach me to love myself.

and to follow the spirit.

and to show me that no matter what,

he would always be here for me.

he taught me what a best friend is 

really supposed to be like.

today he gave his farewell talk.

and i know that he knows how excited

i am for him to go. because i am.

i couldn't be more happy that he's leaving

for two years to serve the Lord and to

serve the people of nebraska.

but there's a part of my heart that's

hurting right now. because he won't 

be here for me to share my laffy taffy

jokes with. or to play spoons or mario

kart or to talk about the heat and share

our jazz bracelets.

but that's just me being selfish.

because you and i both know that he's

doing the right thing. and that there's

no where better that he could be.

so for the past six years.

and for the next two.

and hopefully for a long time after that.

we're going to keep being best friends.

we'll just do it via the mail box for now.

i'll see you in two bestie.

love, j.