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Topic: PHOTOS and/or SOUVENIR(S) (vacation) (07/16/15)
- TITLE: The Letter
By Julie Blackman
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Veronica had just over five more hours of driving left before she’d reach Michigan. She couldn’t wait to start college, meet new people, and explore a new city.
Saying goodbye to her parents was gut-wrenching. Her mother couldn’t stop crying, while her father, seemed aloof. Typically, he would hold her tight for a few seconds then give her a gentle squeeze. Today, their hug was brief as her father lightly patted her on the back and let go. Her mind drifted to the painful goodbye.
“There’s nothing wrong with going to school here you know” her father scolded, in one last attempt to make her feel guilty. Or perhaps, he was saddened and this was his way of hiding it.
“I know Dad, but the college is a good one and having a change of scenery will be nice. Besides, you always said that I should accept new challenges and that change is good, right?” she replied.
As long as she kept her grades up, her parents promised to pay her tuition. Only A’s and B’s qualify for payment. She had to pull herself together during her junior and senior years. It paid off—she graduated with a 3.5 grade point average (GPA). A stream of tears ran down her cheeks. As she wiped them away, she glanced at the Hawaiian lei, swinging on the rear view mirror. It was a souvenir she purchased from their last family vacation. She reached up to steady it. A big smile cracked her face as she remembered their time together.
It was the perfect getaway. For seven days, her father took on the role of tour guide and regaled them with trivia about the island. Both she and her mother couldn’t figure out how he retained so much information. Images of the lush green landscapes, colorful tropical plants, marvelous volcanoes, and unending mountains raced through her mind. All of a sudden her stomach growled, interrupting her thoughts. It was time to eat.
She merged onto the off ramp and drove toward the first fast food restaurant. The parking lot was not full so she decided to sit inside to eat. On her way up to the counter, she scanned the menu.
“I’ll have a cheese burger, large French fries, and a medium coke please,” she said to the order taker.
Within a few minutes her order was ready. She sat down and reached into her handbag for her travel hand sanitizer. In the corner of her bag was a white envelope with her name on it. She didn’t remember seeing this earlier or packing it for that matter. The handwriting was recognizable—it was a letter from her Dad.
She carefully slid her thumb under the flap to open the envelope and removed a photograph and a letter. She wiped her hands and took a bite of her burger and stared at the photo. It was the picture that someone took of the three of them on the beach, in Hawaii. As tears welled up in her eyes, she took another bite of the sandwich and stuffed a few fries into her mouth. She couldn’t stall any longer, she had to read the letter.
We are so proud of you. We have banked thousands of prayers, since the day you were born, that God will protect and keep you—always. Don’t ever lose sight of Jesus. He’ll never leave you or forsake you. Even though we can’t be there, know that you are safe in God’s hands and you can count on Him. Things may get tough at times, but you can do all things through Christ. Maintain our tradition of reciting Psalm 46 verse 1 every day. Hey, this doesn’t give you a free pass to get yourself into a mess just to test it.
We expect you home every Holiday. Good luck with your first semester; try and see if you can beat your GPA score.
God bless. We LOVE YOU!
Mom and Dad.
P.S. my darling, on this day, I’ll probably be heartbroken when we say goodbye so know that my brisk embrace is filled with a thousand squeezes, Dad.
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