Life Without Mother

Dear Mom,

I hate to be all Debbie-Downer and all, but this evening was really bad. My pushed-to-the-side emotions finally were able to be free a little tonight and it was so relieving, even if I’m still dead tired. Sorry– bad joke. I just got really homesick. Homesick for a home that won’t welcome me the same as it used to. It’s weird to me that I’d be missing you while away at camp because you never came with me, but you did come to Glorieta when you were my age and the thought of being picked up by only Dad or Grannette rather than you causes the feeling that “a piece is missing” as Dad put it. I called him tonight after worship. Practically cried on the phone–something I’ve done with only one other person (Hannah). But that was part of the relief–letting those emotions and tears flow. Though camp has been great so far (so much life change for Jesus!), I still look forward to the relaxation of home. Speaking of camp, it’s been a long day so I’ll wrap this letter up. I really missed you today, Mom! I love you!

Your daughter,
Hannah