Mixed Bag

Letter 53 – Mixed Bag

 

Dear Garrett,

I don’t like the last letter I wrote. I find that I don’t like to say negative or hurtful things about you. I don’t want people to see you in just one way.

I’m unhappy about that last letter because it showed you in a poor light. I want to say, wait, that wasn’t the entire story. There were so many things that were wonderful about you. Of course, there were, as there is with any person. You weren’t just one way.

I remember saying to someone once, in a moment of humor and frustration, my son is a mixed bag. Well, aren’t we all? Who isn’t a mixed bag? I might have dropped one piece of what I know about you onto this paper, in that last letter, but there are tons of jewels in that bag, too.

 

 

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