This has been the best weekend we've had in a really long time.
I had such a hard time getting through the last two weeks to be able to see you. I was struggling so much at school with trying to feel okay about my decision about school and trying to make Mom understand, and when I got here on Friday morning I thought I'd spend most of the weekend crying because I was having such a rough time and I'd missed you so much and I don't know if I'm coming back next weekend, which means I might have to make it through another two weeks at school before I see you again. But you made me forget everything all over again.
I hope you had a wonderful birthday, because I had the best day with you yesterday. I wish I could do more for you, but I'm glad you liked what I got you. Also, I don't think you know how much I loved playing Dominion with you and Dan and Carson and Will, so in case I didn't tell you, I really enjoyed it. And I know that your birthday isn't that important to you, but it really is important to me. I know you think it's just another day, but for me, it's the day God gave me you. And I didn't know it for the first 18 years of my life, but now that I do, I'm so thankful for it. It's the day my best friend was born.
You have work today, and you had to go in at 9. We went to sleep sometime around midnight last night, but we didn't stay asleep for very long. I kept tossing and turning, and I kept you up forever, and then I had an idea and you got up to turn the light on at like 4:30 and got me a whole bunch of paper so I could write it down, and when I only wrote a couple little notes, you kept insisting that I write more, even though I was keeping you awake and you had work this morning. And then after I made you turn off the light anyway and I still couldn't go to sleep, you turned it back on and made me write some more, and promised you could sleep through it. And even when you didn't fall asleep, you told me to keep writing so I wouldn't forget, even though I insisted a hundred times that I didn't have to write anymore of it down because I wouldn't forget. I can't even begin to tell you how much that meant to me. I know you said you'll support me in whatever I decide about school, but you didn't even hesitate to encourage me to write, even though it meant that at 4:30 in the morning on a day you had work from 9 to 5, you had to turn on the light and get me paper and a pen so I could work through my idea so I could go to sleep, and even though I guess I should have, I wasn't expecting that much emphatic support in regards to my actual writing. It's so important to me that you're there with me through this, and it means so much that I don't even have to ask you to do things like that. You're right there no matter what. It feels so good having you on my side through everything. I don't know how you do it, but know that I appreciate it more than you can imagine.
Don't you dare ever forget how much I love you, okay?