...Goodnight and sleep tight.
Friday, June 6, 2008
goodnights & sleep tights
Goodnight's are not as satisfying through text. But sometimes a goodnight text means the world. Sometimes it hurts to not send one. I love saying goodnight to my Dad when he's so sleepy and asks "how was it?" when in reality he doesn't know what he's asking about, but at least he knows I'm safe. Knowing right where my siblings are, safe in their beds, always gives me such a feeling of comfort and security, it feels like I spent years and years away from them, worrying every night about where they were and if they were safe.
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Uh, Oh...Sounds littles your getting old already.
I am so glad you have a cute blog. I love to read about what is going on in your brilliant beautiful mind. Let me leave you with one statement of advice that my wise wonderful dad told me at your age. Everything that is worth it is often very difficult and time consuming. It applies to everything in life from choosing what you want for breakfast to deciding what type of education and work you want to pursue and most importantly finding your soul mate and eternal companion. We love you miss jules!!!!
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