"Hey God, it's me Landon, again," I laughed to myself. "Um, I just
want to thank you for this day you have blessed me with. Is Jamie doing
ok? Well, of course she is. She's probably talking everyone's ears off.
She loves you so much and now she's getting to show it, for 17 years now.
Which brings me to my next thanks. Hope, oh, she's everything in a
daughter I could want! The only thing that's weird is that she's just like
Jamie. Well, I guess not weird, but it's just, it makes it so much better
but yet harder on me. I want Jamie beside me, but you put her in Hope.
She even has some of the same attributes as Jamie. Supposedly she even
sits a lunch table seven just like Jamie did. It's her senior and I just
pray you give her all the strength, and for me too, as she goes off after
this year. Thank you again for everything. These things we ask in Jesus'
name, Amen." I got up from the bed and got in the shower. After that, I
got dressed for the day and walked downstairs. I could hear Hope in the
kitchen making breakfast. French toast; my favorite and hers. I just
stood in the doorway and looked at her. She has that long, straight brown
hair, tall slim body, and she had blue eyes, and they were beautiful like
Jamie, filled with love and faith. She also had that sweet spirit. She
helped anyone she could, carried her mother's bible with her everywhere,
and sang in the church choir. Oh, if you're wondering, I'm the associate
pastor along with Reverend Sullivan, at the same church I went to as a kid.
"Dad, are you ok?" Hope woke me from my trance.
"Huh? Yeah, sorry sweetie." I walked to the table as she brought the food with her. We said the blessing and began eating. "So, you're senior year, are you excited?"
"Yeah, it's really cool. I can feel this year is going to be the best. Something's going to happen. God told me so today." She beamed as she put some toast in her mouth.
"That's good." We finished eating, and put the dishes up. We got our things together and walked out the front door. We got in my camaro. I couldn't part with it. It has too many memories. Just as we got in, a car raced by, music blaring. Jordan Tray. I didn't like that boy. He was headed on the fast track to nowhere. Sound familiar? Exactly, he was just like me and I didn't like it. "Hope, I don't want you to have anything to do with that boy?" Now that has to sound familiar too.
"Now daddy, don't' forget to have faith." She smiled. "Besides, we haven't talked since 5th grade." We got in the car and headed for her school. I kissed her on the check when we got there. "Bye daddy, love you."
"Love you too sweetie." As she walked off, I watched her and smiled. Overalls and a collar short sleeve shirt. "Jamie, Jamie, she's just like you." I put the car into gear and drove off.
***Hope's POV**
I walked into the school and to my locker. I put a few things in and shut it just in time to see Jordan and his friends walk by. I decided that he needed something. I knew he accepted Christ when he was young. My dad baptized him. My dad says he was so excited, but something between then and now. "Hi Jordan, missed you at church yesterday."
He stopped dead in his tracks. His friends, Blake, Chris, Melanie, and Trish stopped too. I got braver and even extended the talk. "Really, I missed all of you. I hope to see you next week." They all looked at each other, then Jordan spoke.
"Uh, yeah, whatever." They turned, walked off, and laughed. Yet, I felt good.
"Thanks God. I needed help and you gave it to me." I smiled. I rubbed the ring around my neck by a chain, and then I walked to class.
"Dad, are you ok?" Hope woke me from my trance.
"Huh? Yeah, sorry sweetie." I walked to the table as she brought the food with her. We said the blessing and began eating. "So, you're senior year, are you excited?"
"Yeah, it's really cool. I can feel this year is going to be the best. Something's going to happen. God told me so today." She beamed as she put some toast in her mouth.
"That's good." We finished eating, and put the dishes up. We got our things together and walked out the front door. We got in my camaro. I couldn't part with it. It has too many memories. Just as we got in, a car raced by, music blaring. Jordan Tray. I didn't like that boy. He was headed on the fast track to nowhere. Sound familiar? Exactly, he was just like me and I didn't like it. "Hope, I don't want you to have anything to do with that boy?" Now that has to sound familiar too.
"Now daddy, don't' forget to have faith." She smiled. "Besides, we haven't talked since 5th grade." We got in the car and headed for her school. I kissed her on the check when we got there. "Bye daddy, love you."
"Love you too sweetie." As she walked off, I watched her and smiled. Overalls and a collar short sleeve shirt. "Jamie, Jamie, she's just like you." I put the car into gear and drove off.
***Hope's POV**
I walked into the school and to my locker. I put a few things in and shut it just in time to see Jordan and his friends walk by. I decided that he needed something. I knew he accepted Christ when he was young. My dad baptized him. My dad says he was so excited, but something between then and now. "Hi Jordan, missed you at church yesterday."
He stopped dead in his tracks. His friends, Blake, Chris, Melanie, and Trish stopped too. I got braver and even extended the talk. "Really, I missed all of you. I hope to see you next week." They all looked at each other, then Jordan spoke.
"Uh, yeah, whatever." They turned, walked off, and laughed. Yet, I felt good.
"Thanks God. I needed help and you gave it to me." I smiled. I rubbed the ring around my neck by a chain, and then I walked to class.