Ms. Silverman gave me your tennis sweatshirt today. it smells just like you, it feels like you're sitting right next to me. i've been meaning to get on this sooner, i've got so much to say. i've been busy and i've been putting it off. it just makes everything so real. i'm so glad you forced me to come out of my house when i moved here, but most of all i'm glad i got to spend time with you. you truly are one of a kind, no one will ever meet someone quite like you. i miss our late night talks and fun times on the bus. i've been taking jenny on walks, she's doesn't eat my ankle anymore (it's kind of nice), i think she finally got used to me coming over. she's got tons of energy, i think she wears me out more than i wear her out. she sure was lucky to be loved so much by you. i've been bringing her by the house to hang out with max & emma. they're a little territorial right now, but soon i'm sure they'll be best friends. i took max over to see your mom last week, she'd heard so much about him from you, i think she enjoyed meeting him. i promise i'll keep running with jenny, she won't get lonely. today i am twenty-seven months sober, and that is something i owe in part to you. i don't ever think i thanked you enough for helping me get through that when things got tough here.
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Love,
Chelsea M. Chansen
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p.s. there will forever be a boat in my back yard for you,
don't be afraid to get on it
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