… and an apology. My last letter was out of line, written and posted in haste. It was honest, but foolish. Seriously. I’m sorry. Of all the things you need right now it couldn’t be further from the bottom of the list and I know that that doesn’t have anything to do with me.
I can’t promise that I won’t have my moments of selfish indignation in the future, but I have grown to appreciate these humbling experiences. I’ll learn. Thank you for responding and reminding me why I love you the way that I do. I am around, and I know you probably won’t ask for much, if anything, but whatever you want, it’s already yours. I love you.