So I'm just a little over halfway done with this book according to my wonderful page numbering skills. I was actually just looking over how much I changed in the last 5 years since I started writing this. Looking and laughing.
They'll just continue to get more humorous, I presume, and that's great. What good is the past unless we can either learn or laugh at it, spandex leggings and all.
Things continue to be in a constant state of evolution in my life. I'm still living in NYC, but my family is moving to Charleston, SC. It's kind of sad because my life is here. Actually, its torn between here, NY, and Utica.
We're going to visit my dad's grave next weekend or the following weekend, which I'm glad about. It's something I've had a desire to do on my own accord for a few years now, but it just hasn't happened. In fact, sometime after we meet I would really love to take you there to see it. He's buried under a tree on the top of a hill and when you look out, all you see is sky and then trees. It's really beautiful, and I think he would have liked it.
Understandably its not really my favorite place in the world to be, but I really do want to go and say goodbye for a while.
Forgive me, I have the natural ability to write a lot without saying a lot at all. About 74 pages to date. My hand is getting a little bit tired, as is the rest of me, my dear, so I'm going to, regretfully, go to bed.
I hope that your day was, all in all, quite lovely and am praying that you sleep well and have a wonderful and safe day tomorrow. I cannot wait to see you someday and not have to tell you this by writing it down: I love you. I love you now, before I know you, and I promise to love you every day for the rest of my life. You've had me for years and years before we met.
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