Dear Sweet Tulsa,
Hello there. It’s been quite sometime hasn’t it? A year. Either way, I miss the small town feelings I got while in Tulsa. This summer I’ve been working on my internship with the design company here in California. Much different from Tulsa. Cade and I have been making the long distance work. We’re on much different schedules, but our time has been good to us. California is very nice, and once I graduate college next summer, I’m guaranteed a job here where I’ve been interning. It’s the biggest exterior and interior home design company on the West Coast. Life is lining up in all the right places for me. Tulsa is a place of broken pieces. I was completely lost as a person when I entered Tulsa. I didn’t know who I was. I didn’t know what kind of person I would turn out to be. To be honest, I imagined I’d be that girl who could never find anyone to love her. I thought I’d be the person who slept around with everyone. I thought I’d be the girl that everyone hated... Now, not so much. Tulsa shaped me into an amazing person. All of you did. Greasers, Socs, or those in between, everyone made me who I am through the good the bad and the ugly. You guys got me through a lot. You got me through suicide attempts, through heartbreak, through a crazy ex-boyfriend stalker. You guys are the reason I’m here living my dream today. Thank you Tulsa. I’ll be back soon. To whoever found this letter and is reading it... pass it on. It might inspire the next person who reads it to do great things.
XOXO,
Emily Reed















