Letter out of the Blue

This assignment was fun, and pretty easy for 4 stars. I had to write a simple, nice letter to a friend. I chose none other than my dear friend, Agnes!

“Letter out of the Blue”:

Sit down and write out a letter longhand to someone who will appreciate it. Put it in an envelope, add an old fashioned postage stamp, and drop it in the mail to your recipient. Be sure to get some evidence of your “snail mail” exchange, either by photographing your letter, or even better still, the reply you got back. Extra internet points if you write it to someone whom you do not know, but still feel a common connection.

Dear Agnes,

I just wanted you to know how thankful I am for you. You’re one of my very best friends, and I don’t know what I’d do without you. You truly keep me sane.

It’s a crazy world out there. I feel like we see a lot of the bad things in life, especially with Nash and Woodrow being the town sheriffs. From murders, to thefts, to robberies – we’ve seen it all. However, I am thankful we have each other. We have each other to discuss our worries about Nash and Woodrow. Our worries about being good wives and eventually becoming mothers. Our worries about the safety of our friends.

Last week was definitely one of the hardest we’ve ever experienced with the death of Johnny. It took the entire town by surprise – it was absolutely heartbreaking. But thank the Lord that we, once again, had each other. The day after his death we walked around the town, trying to help out our husbands in the murder investigation and for the sake of Johnny being one of our dear friends. I couldn’t have done it without you, Agnes. Seeing the pain everyone felt that day was heart-wrenching, but with you by my side, it was bearable.

I want to thank you for choosing me to me YOUR BEST FRIEND. I can’t wait to see what the future brings for us – more fun times at the saloon, knitting together, and hopefully, children!!!!

 

All my love and more,

Bonnie Sue

 

Dream Vaca

Let’s be honest. I would be happy with a vacation to anywhere tropical. I love the beach – in my opinion, there’s just nothing better than soaking up the sun, listening to the waves crash, and enjoying the beauty of earth up close and personal. Right now, however, I would have to say that my dream vacation would include a trip to an underwater hotel in Fiji.

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I feel like everyone dreams of going to Fiji, just because its stereotype is an unbelievably beautiful place with houses on top of and underneath the water – that only rich people can afford. We always want what we can’t have, right? Well, count me in. I proudly admit that I am one of those people!

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If I could, I would probably take my boyfriend with me. It would be super cool to experience this kind of thing with him. We both also share a strong love for the ocean, which would make the experience even more meaningful.

 

Freshman Move-In Day

To be completely honest, freshman move in day was one of the worst days of my life. Leaving my family, my friends, and my home was far from easy. My freshman year, I attended Monmouth University and played D1 field hockey. Therefore, I moved in about a month before all the “regular people” did. Not only was I terrified of leaving everything I had ever known, I was equally terrified of the hell I was about to go through for the next month: 20 days of two a days and three days straight of impossible fitness tests on top of those two-a-days. Saying goodbye to my mom-mom was probably the hardest – I said goodbye to her the night before I left and we pretty much cried for a half an hour straight together (she’s lived right next to me for my entire life so it wasn’t easy leaving her). Then, driving away from my house was the second hardest- I cried for the first hour of the drive. Finally, when we entered NJ I started to feel better, and my optimism began to spring back to life. When we arrived at Monmouth, everything happened so fast. I moved in and my room was set for the entire year within two hours. Then, we had a team meeting, leaving little time for crying when I said goodbye to my mom, dad, and brother. Those goodbyes, surprisingly, weren’t as bad as I thought they would have been…. Needless to say, that day finally ended, and the next morning I almost died on my run test. The end!

Hopes, Dreams, and Fears

In 10 years, I will be 32 years old. At that age, I am a Physical Therapist, a wife, and a mother of one, living in Boston. The best part, though, is that I am unbelievably happy. I have one child as of right now, a little girl J. I am married to my high school sweetheart, who plays for the New England Patriots and is a University of Tennessee Football Alum.

My husband and I have always valued each other’s dreams. We are high school sweet hearts: we went to different colleges for undergrad, and then I attended Physical Therapy school right out of college – making it 8 years that we were together without “physically” being together. While it was hard being apart, we understood the importance of building our own college experiences, our athletic careers, and our academic/work careers.

My mom and dad are now retired and living happily, which is all I wanted growing up. They worked so hard for my brother and I to get through school, and I have them to thank for everything I have accomplished in my life.

Letter to Myself

Letter to myself:

Dear 16 year old Carlee,

I know you’re going through a crazy time right now. Figuring out what college to commit to, struggling with the idea of leaving your family in a few years, just starting to drive yourself (and your brother) around. The craziest thing for you right now, though, is your boyfriend. People say you aren’t capable of loving someone else at this age, but trust me, I know you are in love. You still are J. If I could give you any advice at this age… well, it would be a few things. 1) Stop stressing over him. He’s a good guy. Don’t just think every guy is the same. He is true to you. He is the best guy you will ever meet. So stop freaking out every two seconds! 2) Quit playing so much field hockey. You’re wasting mom and dad’s money. Although you made some of the best memories of your life playing hockey, there’s a few things you didn’t need to do in order to get into a great school, academically and athletically; and be successful. 3) You don’t HAVE to play division 1 field hockey. Trust me, it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Pick a good school that you can call home, and put academics first. 4) Spend more time with family. Including mom, dad, Robbie, and mom-mom. I know how much you value family, but you’ll find it really is the most important thing in life.

Keep on trucking. Life is beautiful!

Love, 22 year old Carlee