After you left for college, I thought that all hell would break loose and that nothing would be the same. Hate to break it to you, but not much has changed, except for the fact that mom is still out getting you things that “you need.” Frankly I do not think you need yet ANOTHER item about the Ellicott City flood, or something indicating where you are from. We will be at the store and she tells me, “Oh, do you think Morgan would like this?” Yes, mom, she would, but do you know who else would like that? ME. It’s weird, I thought that after you left the world would revolve around me, but looks like I was wrong. Now, I’m not bitter about it, but it does get old quick, mom.
While I would love to hear all about what you are doing in college from mom and dad, I do actually talk to you. I don’t know if mom and dad don’t understand that, or it’s just that they want to flaunt all about the things you are doing and make it seem like you’re still here. I’m not saying it’s not awesome that you’re walking all around Pittsburgh seeing the city, and yes I would love to be there, but mom and dad, there comes a time when it gets a little too much to hear about it yet again. I wish I could experience all of this with you, and when that happens then they will have to hear about it 10,000 times from me.
I think the dog misses you too (or just needs a way to get away from Justin) but him, and of course dad, use your room as a get away and go and take naps where no one would think of looking. Your room became 10x cleaner after you left, maybe because most of your room got up and left with you to college. Or maybe it was because we shoved everything in bins and your closet (and you’re welcome), so when you do come home from breaks you will always think, “Wow, this is how clean i should keep it in the summer.” So, please do us all a huge favor and keep it clean when you get back.
Now I would like to state the one huge difference from you not being here from when you were here. The noise level has gone down significantly. I wake up in the morning and if I can’t find something I like in my closet, I just go to yours. That’s not it though, I can go to your closet and choose whatever I want, and I hear nothing- maybe a little yell in my head from you, but not one that’s waking up dad. It’s amazing the feeling I get when i’m getting yelled at, and being the middle child, you aren’t there to help Justin gang up on me.
Of course I miss you, but things don’t really feel as if they have changed-except there is a big hole in my heart without you here everyday.
