Ms. Jodi, 

There are undoubtedly a million and one things I could thank you for. You always welcomed me into your home with joyful noise rattling between the walls. I have such fond memories rolling down the multi-colored, plastic roller coaster set up in the backyard and watching my dad and Mr. Dave try to figure out how to fry a turkey in the driveway. I was so grateful I had a second home just 220 feet away from my own. You also raised the younger sister I always dreamt of having, who I am so thankful you let me drive to school everyday. I cannot imagine my life without Ava Mei, and I can always see you in her through her never-ending kindness and love for Christ. 

Ironically, I think the thing I am most thankful for were the ramen noodles you served to me in pink plastic bowls with straws built in, because every time I open a pack I get the pleasure of thinking of you. Fortunately, I am sure this will be a very common occurrence as I go into college. 

You are such a light on Treaddur Bay and the best neighbor and mentor I could've ever asked for. To know you is to love you. Thank you for everything.
Love, Wheesy