Love Annalise

Nine

Dear J,

I went to church today and Aaron tagged along.

He does a lot of things with me now that you and mom are gone.

I feel like I won't ever forget you.

Which is good and bad.

Good because I don't want too.

But bad because it feels like it'll hang over my head forever and I won't be happy again.

I'm about half and half.

I went to get my clothes and stuff today.

I moved into the guest room.

There was nothing in it but two big closets.

I but my bed in the corner with my night stand next to it.

My bookshelves are on either side of my window which is on the wall opposite of my bed.

I put my dresser underneath my window which surprisingly fits in between my bookshelves.

My chest is at the foot of my bed with my personal stuff in it.

My desk is in the corner on the same wall my bed is on.

I have cherrywood planks, baby pink walls with one wall accompanied by white roses.

The door has two stairs leading down to it.

The door is white.

I like this room.

Aaron once and awhile stays the night in my bedroom.

He couldn't believe how many books I had.

But I like to read.

It's taking sometime to get used to "the new move" if I want to say that.

Still miss you.

Love,
Annalise