My dear,
Well, a new year is about to start for you. For me, I like the autumn just like others like the spring. The excitement of new things includes new plays, new books, new clothes, etc. At the same time, the autumn for me is a season of a sweet melancholy that is hard to explain. I love the early evenings, the leaves burning and the lights in houses.
It is the beginning of a big year for you, in many respects, or your biggest year so far. By the time June comes around, you will be 18, and graduate from school. I suspect that you are going through the experience of first love, and no matter what else happens, you are never a kid again after that experience.
Most of the nice things we associate with being a kid are OK, while you are still a kid, but you gain more than you lose. You gain in understanding, in appreciation of people and in understanding and appreciation of yourself. You begin to see the wisdom in that quotation I have so often repeated to you: be true to yourself. Every year at this time, I have repeated that quotation to you, and the time isn’t really too far distant when you will be passing it on to your own children. It is probably the best single piece of advice I can give you, or you can give them.
You have done well, and I am pleased with you, not only for what you have done, but also for what you are. As your teacher said to your mother, “Your daughter does well at school.” So good luck in your senior years, and always know that the old man loves you very much!
Always,
Dad