Dear J:
I was so excited to get your 30 second phone call yesterday... and I mailed your first letter to you. I can't wait for you to receive it, and you've gotta know that there are so many more heading your way. We also can read the welcome letter posted on Fort Jackson's website. I am just so thankful that we have the capabilities today to have contact like we do.
But of course, I know that unless you have a chance to write a few sentences on one of the postcards you took with you, I won't hear from you for awhile. And that's okay. I know that it's part of the process.
I sure do think of you, though, througout the day. Like when I come across a John Wayne movie. Or see fruit snacks at the store. Or watch the trumpet section at band practice. You've left a hole in our family, but it's a hole that gets filled when I begin to pray for you. And that's what I do every time I see that thing that reminds me of you... (oh, wait, isn't that a Michael Buble' song?)
I love you, my sweet girl. I am in constant prayer for you. And, I'll send another letter tomorrow - I promise! I hope it doesn't take too long to reach South Carolina...
Love, your momma
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