Wednesday, January 4, 2012

I miss you sis

Moriah Spicer,

I miss you like the winter misses snow. I miss you like our kitchen misses NPR. I miss you like 'This American Life' would miss Ira if anything ever happened to him. You get the point: I miss you.

I want to say thank you to you, for letting me invade you life, and being so gracious about it. And thanks for not being too mad when I took the laundry-quarters to use as bus fare.

You showed me a good time big sister. You are an amazing person and I look up to you in more ways then I will bother to count.

Lets be friends forever,

Leah Spicer

No comments:

Post a Comment

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...