throwabookatit: (with sugar stars falling to me)
Rebecca Gales ([personal profile] throwabookatit) wrote 2018-09-19 07:35 am (UTC)

Waver

Waver,

If you're reading this, I've died. It's unfortunate, at best, but I wanted to try clearing the air, a little.

I've been harsh on you. I've said some blunt things, but I don't take them back. It's because when I look at you, I see someone with a brilliant light, one that I don't want to get snuffed out by either the world or your own hangups. You're a sharp boy, exactly the kind of the student I'd want to have in class, that loudmouth of yours included.

I don't pretend to know what you and Connor spoke about. But if the two of you found common ground, I'm glad for it. I know when you spoke to him, it was from grief and anger. What I told you, I did from experience. At the time, I didn't realize just how much, but it stands the same. We could lose people, at any time, and that's why we have to make the most of our lives while we have them. Not fight with the ones we love, but talk to them, honestly. It's why I'm writing these letters.

Probably, this is all coming across as a patronizing lecture. But I hope you can take some of it to heart. I do care about how you go through life, Waver. I hope in the end, I was able to express some of that.

Sincerely,
Rebecca Gales

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