i miss you, Jessica. i miss the way you carved out a space for yourself every time you came to stay at our little pad on oram, and the way it teaches me about how to hang out with Jesus.
i miss drinking beer out of hard plastic cups with you in germany, while a then-three-year-old hannah played in the dirt at our feet.
i miss your willingness to go with the flow as it comes, and always have fun. i miss your insight into God-stuff, your great laugh, the funny looks you can give, and the way you can verbalize things i felt but can’t find words for. i miss seeing the way you live, totally trusting God to provide for you. i miss your input in so many conversations i’ve had with others since you left.
and you totally get mucho props for continuing on the trail, and totally get respect for doing part of it solo, and you kick ass for doing 40 km in one day (is it really true?). i hope you’re having a great time and can’t wait to hear how you’ve grown this summer. you’ve always got a place at our place. i miss having you around.