The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Hey Little Man! I hope your having a wonderful day filled with all of the things an almost-two-year-old could dream of. I am alternating between classes and the library on campus, trying desperately to finish 10-page papers, study for finals and turn in all of the other little homework in between. Every now and then I like to sleep and eat too, but those are more luxuries than they are necessities at this point. If you look back at this letter when you’re in college, I have a feeling the sympathizing will come naturally.

I just want you to know that I’m thinking about you now, like I do every day. I’m dreaming of the beach when I get to see you again and spend some real time with you and The B’s – two weeks from tomorrow! It’s the light at the end of the tunnel I like to call Finals Week. You are my light 24/7.

And no matter how many finals or papers or quizzes or exams I have to deal with, not an hour goes by that I don’t think of you and miss you and dream of seeing you. You’re on my mind and in my heart all the time, never forget it.

Wish me luck on this 10-page paper. As soon as you learn how to spell, I’ll be enlisting your help on my grad school papers. Beware.

I love you, handsome :)