I'd love to have you join me for Friday Letters. You may copy and use my postcard if you like. And sign the link-up too. Or just write your letters and tell me in the comments so I can come and read yours.
I think you made the right decision. You didn't take the easy way out and switch to General English. You are staying with Honors English and Promise to buckle down. Both Mr. Knapp and me have faith in you.
Dear Basketball Coach:
All it really takes is a simple email to the parents to let us know you are changing practice times. You don't have any trouble sending us all an email when you want help with food for the team. Respect us enough to let us know when our kids will be getting out of practice. That's all!
Dear Mother Nature:
What can I say? You have been so nice to us here in Kansas this week. A little town not far away was all the way up to 80*. But I understand it is winter. 40* will be okay for now.
Oh my goodness. You are turning 17! I cannot believe it. And I cannot believe that you are talking to an Army recruiter! Even though you are almost 6 feet tall, you will always be my favorite grandson (alright you are the only biological grandson) and my little blonde haired boy. You will always be the one whose chubby little arms could take away my heartache when you wrapped them around my neck and whispered in my ear, "I love you granny." You can still do that! I love you Darian. I love the man you are becoming.
Dear School District:
Yes the bond issue passed. Not because I voted for it. Nor will my (live-in) grandkids benefit from the $10 million dollar Sports additions. Now, can we quit? My taxes can't take much more. We just built a new school and remodeled 3 others. Try to be happy with what you have for now.