Moses

Dear Monique,

So, I’m sitting here in my lovely office trying to come up with something clever or poetic to tell you as you pack up all your little treasures and I got nothing, zero, zilch, nada. All that comes to mind is I bet 10 years ago you never thought you’d be moving to Alpine :o).

Ok, all joking aside you know the SMJ crew over here is proud of you – we tell you ever day and I’ve lost count on the going away celebrations. But once again, just in case so you don’t forget I’m proud of you friend. I know you’ve had your critics the past few weeks and yes we all know Alpine isn’t NYC but for the moment it’s your NYC. And as I sit here and reminisce about all the good times and all the hard times in my life you’re standing by my side. You’re in my favorite memories like the grand celebration we had when you turned 16-by far the best moment of my teenage years, or cruising around in the Maxima singing Avril Lavigne songs, or the Vegas trips, or still cruising around except now we have Sebastian and instead of Avril we got Sonara, or the Wii Dancing or the past few months all the fun and all the other stuff, you know what I’m talking about.

You’re a good person, you’re a good daughter, you’re a good friend and you’re a good teacher

I leave you with these parting words, some of which I stole:

No. 1 Always remember, “They don’t love you like I love you.”

No. 2 “Most friends fade or they don’t make the grade…New ones are quickly made and in a pinch, sure they’ll do...But us old friend…What’s to discuss old friend…Here’s to us-who’s like us…Damn few.”

No. 3 Yo, Carmen y su cadenita te vamos a extrañar un chingo!

TQM

Your Sari-boom-bodi