Thanks J

I have not been easy to live with this year, and the past several months have been especially difficult, as the immense amount of grief I have been carrying has overwhelmed me.

J (because I know you will read this), you have hung in there when a sane man would have shown me the door.

Thanks for taking such good care of me. I promise next time we go to Paris together I will not complain when you plan our routes through the city around all the Starbucks. I'll even pay for your BIG cups of coffee.

Love you.