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Drum Major

Dear Ryan,

Hey honey! How's life going? O-kay- here. Kind up and down. A lot has happened lately. My grandpa died about two weeks ago. I didn't take it too well. I didn't know how to take it at first, because in the last year, we didn't get along too well, but after awhile, it hit me kinda hard. I cried for about two days. I didn't get to say goodbye to him, and that was what probably hurt the most. I didn't go to the funeral either. I don't know why not, but I really didn't feel I was invited. Gosh. Hatred is such a strong, horrible thing. It's amazing what it can do to people. 
The last week has been pretty good for me. My band teacher and I have been talking and it looks like I will be drum major next year. It's sooo cool. That's been my dream ever since I started marching. It can also get me a scholarship in music. That would definitely make my year. The people in this band are so supportive too. Oh yeah! I don't believe I've told you yet. I went back to school. It's o-kay-, but the best part about it is band. Everyone in that class is so up to helping me be drum major. They want it just about as bad as I do. It feels good to have people that have a lot of faith in you. I decided not to do modeling. Music is my strong point, and I'd probably enjoy it more, too. 
Well. Regarding your letter about Erin. I guess I can't do anything about how you feel about someone. It doesn't make me happy though. All I can do is trust you. And I do. I also love you very much. Don't ever forget that. I know I don't explain it to you enough, but please realize that I have never loved anyone before you came along, and it's so new to me. I think about you a lot, and there's so many things I want to say to you, but I don't know how. I'm sorry for not letting you know as much as you should, but I just don't know how to say what I want to say, I can say that I love you, and always will.
I don't know what more to write, so I guess I better go. Love Ya Lots!

Love Always & Fovever,

Rita Rosalita

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