Well, not quite a week, but it's pretty damn close since the last time I wrote to you. During that time I learned that there are more single people now in the United States than married people. We weren't actually married when you left me, but your choice added two more single people to the world, so I guess you were part of the trend on that one.
I haven't been back too long from New York City and the Climate Change March. It was a long and exhausting day of it, but I can only hope that society is going to wake up these sorts of issues before it's too late for us all.
I am nearly finished with my second painting. It is neat to be doing this and have actually had some interest in it. I know that I am not a great painter, but I find the creative outlet to be good for my soul. I am also getting some notice for my writing. It is my hope that I die with all areas of my life having been fulfilled, but if you I die and you never come back to me, I only want love to be the area that I die with any regrets over. I will no longer procrastinate when it comes to what I want in the other areas of my life. I am determined and have been sustaining that determination for several months now.
I did some equine massage work this weekend and will be doing the 2nd of 3 tapings for projects to complete the course this Thursday. I am so close to having that wrapped up and it's exciting for sure!
I also took a little time out to see This Is Where I Leave You. I recommend it to you. It is a true to life look at love, family and life.
I counted 10 Kia's on Tuesday, 33 on Wednesday (and 31 looked like yours), 46 on Thursday (18 was you), 16 on Friday, 40 on Saturday (#33 was you at the liquor store, I was headed out to get a bite to eat) and I saw 57 today.
I have had so many signs this week - so many references to your name in SPAM, person and music. I have had so many signs to tell me not to despair, to not give up, including the picture that references daffodils, that I came across while searching a bargain store. I even heard a conversation where people were talking about love and the woman said you didn't get to decide the package that your ideal lover would come in. Do you remember writing that very thing about me when we first came together as a couple?
I keep the faith and hope, and I continue to believe, even as you appear to have removed your Facebook page, along with your friend from New York, because of me. I know that is an assumption, but when you both did it around the same time, and I see she has started another page, what other option am I left with? I honestly don't care though. With or without you, my life is going to turn out fantastic. Will you marry me?