Hannah was lucky to have you as a friend.

She left me a letter telling me about your card games and the way you made her laugh.

She would be thrilled to know you’re home, even if homework has returned to make your life miserable.

You don’t owe her a perfect future.

You don’t owe us anything for the fact that you are here.

Please live your life, take good care of yourself, and remember that Hannah loved a good joke more than she loved a solemn speech.

If you ever want to tell me another story about her, I’d like that.