I rooted through the attic today, trying to find what I had found about 3 months ago. I went through an old college box of "things to keep" and stumbled upon a "poster-letter" from my floorling, Abigail. I remember the front of the "poster" was a verse from Psalms and on the back was a letter. At this time in my life, I was preparing for my summer prior to my senior year in college. I believed that I would be traveling with "my band" Godspeed again that summer, but that fell through. Abby had written many words of encouragment, as well as "pleading" to her R.A. that I shouldn't hang her dolls in nooses above her bed.
Little did Abby know at the time (I'm assuming) that that specific "poster-letter" was exactly what I needed.
That summer brought me to a new place, Oneonta, NY, where I was a full-time Youth Leader Intern. That internship turned into my job after I graduated & is where I spent the next 3 years of my life.
Oneonta brings many sweet memories as well as some hardships. I'm thinking of my youth group kids today - many now in college, grad school, and some married. I am proud of them. I love(d) them.
Summer '05, prior to being pregnant, I took Jeff out to Oneonta with me to meet all those he's heard several stories of. Oneonta will always hold a special place in my heart.

Thank you, Abigail, for words you may not remember, but words that helped change my life.