Written By My 21 Year Old Forlorn Love Sick Self
My sister texted me some letters I had written to my mom in January of my senior year at Westmont College in 1980. She kept all of our letters! Yes, there was only snail mail back then. There were no computers, Internet, or iPhones. I will put some updated thoughts in parenthesis in this letter, but it’s funny to look back and see what my young self was feeling at this stage in life. I met my husband the next…