Mike, I am so sorry that I ran over your fathers cat. I stopped. My thoughts overtook my mind, and my hand stop typing. I had so much to say and didn 't know how to say it, let alone send a condolence through a tex message. I closed my eyes and thought back to the movie we watched in my english composition class, Finding Forester. Suddenly, I recalled a quote from the film that reassured me I can do this. “No thinking – that comes later. You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing is... to write, not think! (Sean Connery) My thoughts became clearer. I picked up my phone and began to type. Mike, words can not even express the heartache this has caused me, I am so sorry. Your fathers cat ran out in front of me, it all happened so fast. When I looked back in my side view mirror, I saw her running up the road and onto the small hill towards your house. After I pulled in my driveway Caleb and I went looking for her. Unfortunately we couldn 't find her. I assumed that she was scared and hiding. If there is anything I can do for your father or you, please don 't hesitate to ask. After I sent the tex to Mike, I didn 't say much. The incident continued to replay through my mind as I tried my hardest to mask my frown with a fake smile. There was nothing that I could physically do at this time as we were three hours away from home, so I sent one final tex to Mike. As soon as we are home from Boston, I will make sure to call you. I set my phone down on the desk, unpacked our luggage and headed for the pool with my children. As much as this consumed me emotionally, I could not let it interfere with my
Mike, I am so sorry that I ran over your fathers cat. I stopped. My thoughts overtook my mind, and my hand stop typing. I had so much to say and didn 't know how to say it, let alone send a condolence through a tex message. I closed my eyes and thought back to the movie we watched in my english composition class, Finding Forester. Suddenly, I recalled a quote from the film that reassured me I can do this. “No thinking – that comes later. You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing is... to write, not think! (Sean Connery) My thoughts became clearer. I picked up my phone and began to type. Mike, words can not even express the heartache this has caused me, I am so sorry. Your fathers cat ran out in front of me, it all happened so fast. When I looked back in my side view mirror, I saw her running up the road and onto the small hill towards your house. After I pulled in my driveway Caleb and I went looking for her. Unfortunately we couldn 't find her. I assumed that she was scared and hiding. If there is anything I can do for your father or you, please don 't hesitate to ask. After I sent the tex to Mike, I didn 't say much. The incident continued to replay through my mind as I tried my hardest to mask my frown with a fake smile. There was nothing that I could physically do at this time as we were three hours away from home, so I sent one final tex to Mike. As soon as we are home from Boston, I will make sure to call you. I set my phone down on the desk, unpacked our luggage and headed for the pool with my children. As much as this consumed me emotionally, I could not let it interfere with my