August 29th, 2009
Aug 11, 2009 16:40:47 GMT -5
Post by Kimberly Nolan on Aug 11, 2009 16:40:47 GMT -5
Dear Brett,
You wouldn't believe the numbers of times I've already read your first letter, it looks like I've had it for months. I think mail call will definitely be the best time of the day whenever I hear from you, and it makes it feel so much more worth it to know that you're behind me in this. I know it's gonna be hard times ahead of us but I'd rather have hard times with you than easy times with anyone else. But knowing that you're proud of me, knowing that my mom is too, it gives me strenght to get up every morning, to keep running, to keep training hard.
I can't say being here is harder than I'd expected, I knew how challenging it would be and I can only say I'm glad I prepared for it. Getting up so early isn't as much of a hassle, except for those night when I have to be on fire duty. I've met up with a few girls, they're pretty nice and they all have their reasons for joining. I guess I can say I've made new friends and it's nice enough, but in the end we're not here to play. There's so much going on every day, I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow every night and I couldn't care less that the bed is small and hard, I'd sleep on the bare floor if I had to after an entire day of training and running and being yelled at. At least that's one part that doesn't affect me too much. I've seen a great deal of girls cry or look terrified when being yelled at, but I guess I've hardened myself to that kind of a treatment.
I miss you so much though, I miss having your arms around me and listening to you sing, I miss talking with you and kissing you. I miss everything about you and I wish I could be with you, too, but I know that I'm where I need to be. I'll probably be calling one a week at the most, I want to keep my minutes so that when I do call you we can have a decent enough conversation. I've already told my mom I would keep my phone calls for you, too, and that's what I plan on doing. I love her and all my other friends, but your voice is the one I need to hear the most.
As for your problem with your mom... well, I'm not necessarily the best advice giver in that department. Telling you to forgive and forget would make me an hypocrite, but I can't really bring myself to tell you not to either. I can't relate so much to what she's done to you, my dad abandoned me but I'm sure their motives were different, and if she cares enough to write to you, and you want to write back... then that's what you have to do. Whatever you chose to do, I want it to be what makes you happy in the end, because that's the only thing that matters to me.
I need to end this letter now, I have a bit less twenty minutes left til lights out and I still need to take care a few things.
I love you, and I'm already waiting for your next letter.
Kimmy.
You wouldn't believe the numbers of times I've already read your first letter, it looks like I've had it for months. I think mail call will definitely be the best time of the day whenever I hear from you, and it makes it feel so much more worth it to know that you're behind me in this. I know it's gonna be hard times ahead of us but I'd rather have hard times with you than easy times with anyone else. But knowing that you're proud of me, knowing that my mom is too, it gives me strenght to get up every morning, to keep running, to keep training hard.
I can't say being here is harder than I'd expected, I knew how challenging it would be and I can only say I'm glad I prepared for it. Getting up so early isn't as much of a hassle, except for those night when I have to be on fire duty. I've met up with a few girls, they're pretty nice and they all have their reasons for joining. I guess I can say I've made new friends and it's nice enough, but in the end we're not here to play. There's so much going on every day, I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow every night and I couldn't care less that the bed is small and hard, I'd sleep on the bare floor if I had to after an entire day of training and running and being yelled at. At least that's one part that doesn't affect me too much. I've seen a great deal of girls cry or look terrified when being yelled at, but I guess I've hardened myself to that kind of a treatment.
I miss you so much though, I miss having your arms around me and listening to you sing, I miss talking with you and kissing you. I miss everything about you and I wish I could be with you, too, but I know that I'm where I need to be. I'll probably be calling one a week at the most, I want to keep my minutes so that when I do call you we can have a decent enough conversation. I've already told my mom I would keep my phone calls for you, too, and that's what I plan on doing. I love her and all my other friends, but your voice is the one I need to hear the most.
As for your problem with your mom... well, I'm not necessarily the best advice giver in that department. Telling you to forgive and forget would make me an hypocrite, but I can't really bring myself to tell you not to either. I can't relate so much to what she's done to you, my dad abandoned me but I'm sure their motives were different, and if she cares enough to write to you, and you want to write back... then that's what you have to do. Whatever you chose to do, I want it to be what makes you happy in the end, because that's the only thing that matters to me.
I need to end this letter now, I have a bit less twenty minutes left til lights out and I still need to take care a few things.
I love you, and I'm already waiting for your next letter.
Kimmy.