I want to cry so badly, but I have to go downstairs to dinner soon and then to Nicky’s to watch a movie.

Michigan, the U.P., Piatt Lake, Hiawatha has never felt more like home to me….and boy am I homesick.

I don’t know what I’ll do if I don’t get on staff next year…obviously it’s all in God’s plan but ohmygosh– I have never had this kind of passion to be there.

Enough passion to make the entire lagoon pour down my face.