You know who you are. I expect you will read this. Let me tell you about something. You are a generous, loving, beautiful woman. I love you with all of my heart. I see a pain and struggle inside of you that I know is wearing you thin. I want to be selfish and say that I need you here. I want to know how our store ends up. Good or bad. I love you so much it hurts sometimes. I feel helpless sometimes. I see the problems and I can’t fix them. You are funny, sexy and my best friend. You write great poems! You worry about me. You accept me for who I really am. You are a great person. I see how you look at me and it makes me smile. You mean a lot to a lot of people. I know its hard for you to see that sometimes but its true. So I guess what I am saying is I love you.
PS I am thinking about Ohio…