I don't know why I am in such high spirits tonight. Nothing has changed. You aren't back with me. You haven't texted, called or emailed me again, but there is something hopeful in my today. Something that speaks to me that you will come back. People can say what they will about having an optimistic outlook, but it's always been me to be so, and I am glad I have reconnected with that core of me. Thank you, thank you, thank you a thousand times over for making me get back in touch with that core.
I used this picture because it made us think of your Jewish friend. We laughed and laughed to see that play. It's funny, because I was thinking a lot about her today. I came across a piece of SPAM email that I saved from the day after Christmas. Why would I save a piece of SPAM email? Well, because it mentioned something about "sexy time". You know that phrase because your same Jewish friend used it to refer to us visiting her at her apartment. It was one of those code-phrases that we would use to laugh at life. Then about an hour ago while flipping channels, I found a at home shopping infomercial all about Spanx! Remember when we visited her and you and she went shopping, you told me that funny story about you two shopping for Spanx. These are moments that I will never forget (unless the family curse of Alzheimer's takes away my precious memories). These are the things that you and I share and always will. Stories like this link you and I together. I would like to build more with you.
I went to my counselor this afternoon. Good talk about working on the things I need to keep working on to make myself a better person. I am confident in that matter as well.
While being out and about, there were 11 total Kia's that I spied with my little eye. The first one was identical to yours but in silver, turning where you would if you were coming home from work to go home. I found that rather interesting. Me and my little signs and games. Others might make fun of these things, but they sustain me, and I know you won't think they are odd or strange.
I've been hearing this song a lot of late. I've been looking at the music box you gave me our first Christmas together, the one that plays it. May it sing you to sleep as a sweet lullaby bringing good dreams to you. If you see me in your dreams, I would walk up to you and say, Alexa, would you marry me?
Your fool,
MNP