To Mr. B.M. Walsh:
Has it really been three years already? I have to count, and count again, because I don't believe it at times. Seriously though, my arithmetic sucks. I can't believe I'm a math major.
Was it only three years ago that I had been spending my first summer away from home? Was it only three years ago since we last saw you smile?
Time is a strange thing. Sometimes it feels as if an eon has passed. Other times, it 'seems like only yesterday.'
I miss you, even if I didn't know you as well as I should have. Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing with my life, but most of the time I just forget to ponder the important things.
Life is fleeting. This world is temporary; Christ is eternal.
I can't wait until the day we all meet again~