Why Me, God?

Letter 25

Dear God,

Jack took me out today.

We went for a walk in the park.

I know what you're thinking.

But it was actually really nice.

We talked about Jillian a little bit.

About how she loved life.

How she lived hers until the last day.

He told me that he wishes he was like her.

I told him that I do too.

Then we just started talking about our lives.

He told me how he wants to be a doctor.

Because he wants to help people.

Jack asked me what I want to do be when I grow up.

I replied with, "Happy."

He wouldn't stop looking at me.

And to be honest, God.

I didn't really mind it.

I think I might love him.

Why me, God?