Dear mom, I miss you...《English》

7 - Ready

Dear mom,

It's weird how fast things can change! A week ago I finished my school and next year I will go to High School, together with Ali. Oh, I didn't tell you yet, so just forget about that. Let's start with Mother's Day 2015, two years ago. When I went to the cemetery with grandma I met a girl, Alice a.k.a. Ali. Her mom died too and there was like a click between us. We talked for like an hour and before she had to leave a gave her my email address. She immediately sended me an email that evening when she got home. After that I had about two months left till summer break, and the relocation. In those months nothing special happened, except for the friendship that Ali and I build up through mail. We look a like so so much!  I don't mean like we look a like on the outside, but on the inside, and our history too. Like I said before, he mom died too and it was even harder for her than for me, long story. We're both twelve now and we'll go to the same school next year like I said before. How? Well, that's actually a petty funny story. Two years ago, the day that we wen't to get the key of our new house, I sent Ali an email about the relocation. When we got there and were about to enter the house, we heard someone screaming, Ali. She was screaming my name because she knew I had to be somewhere around there. First I didn't realize it was Ali, until I heard my name, and saw her. I didn't believe my eyes, I mean, how small is the chance that you move so close to where a friend is living without knowing it? Well, apparently not that small. At first we were both dumbfounded, but we got used to the idea really fast! We didn't go to the same school, but we will both go to High School next year and we decided to go to the same school. We already became close through email, but even more since I moved. Two summers ago, a week after we moved, I went to France, together with Britt and her parents. We had a lot of fun there and the week after she stayed at my house, together with Ali. We are really close with the three of us now, it's sad that Britt can't go to High School with us! That would have been so awesome! But sch can't, and I just have to accept it I guess. Last year was a great year, I made a lot of new friends and went to your grave with grandma, Ali and her dad as much as possible. One time I even went only with Ali's dad! Oh aaand...Eva and I did it! We made daddy go to your grave too! Last time, about a week ago, we went together. Dad, Eva, grandma, Ali, her dad and I. It feels good to have family and friends like this and when I'm at the cemetery I feel like I'm still sort of with you! Oh, and I almost forgot. Last summer, we went to Rome for a long weekend, together with Ali. And guess what!? DAD HAS MADE HER A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL! RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE COLOSSEUM WHILE ALI WAS TAKING A PICTURE! I'm sorry, I don't know if you like this or not, but I think you're happy for him, for us, right? I really hope you are. Ali and I were so dumbfounded that we weren't even able to walk back to the hotel that evening so we had to take the taxi. I can still see it if I close my eyes, it was so so so so cute!! The next, and also the last, day in Rome Ali and I kept on humming bridal songs till dad and Eva got annoyed of it. I guess that's pretty much it. Oh wait, mom! I finished my firs, own story! It's not that long and good but a lot of people say that I have inherited that from you! I hope that one day, I can publish my own books too, just like you did. And I want them to be equally successful! I will hope for the best and practice my writhing as much as possible! I need to go now. I'll write you again as soon as I can. I love you mom, and I miss you a lot.

A lot of hugs and kisses, Emmily.

I look at the paper in my hands and than at my reflection in the big mirror in front of me. My hair is pinned up and my lips are painted pink. I smile and look at my white teeth with the shiny, silver braces. My while dress is finished with some little flowers on the skirt part, and it's beautiful. I stand up from the chair and I try to walk a little on the pink shoes with the little heels. That's actually a lot easier than I thought! I walk up to the mirror till I'm close enough to see my eyes with the makeup. My eyelashes are made black with a little mascara and I have some pink and silver eye-shadows on my lids. The makeup artist also made two little wings with eyeliner, and they look so perfect! I could never make them like that. I take the letter from the makeup table and walk up to the peg to put it in my bag. When I sit back on the chair I hear two knocks on the door. Knock. Knock.

'You can come in.' I say while I turn my head to the door.

I smile as I see my dad in the door opening, in his tuxedo.

'Are you ready?' he asks me with a bright smile.

'I've never been so ready in my entire life.'

I take one last look in the mirror and smile brightly at my reflection. I was ready, more ready than ever before. I stand up and walk to my dad, 'Let's go.'

He takes my arm and together we start walking. We walk through the building till we reach the exit. When we're outside we walk to the church, in one straight line. As we reach the entrance of the church we both stop walking. I look at my dad and smile, 'I'm ready, how about you?'

'I'm as ready as I was sixteen years ago, when I married your mom.' he says with the most lovely, happy, bright and pure smile I've ever seen.

I was ready. He was ready.Ready for something new. Ready for a new start. Ready for a new life. Ready for a new marriage. Ready to spend the rest of our lives as a happy family. I take one last look at my dad and then we walk into the church where our friends, family and other people are waiting for my dad and Eva. Ready for my dad's and Eva's wedding.