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 Jan 18th, 2012


Hey Red,

I hope you're well. I hope that little girl is getting bigger and giving you all KINDS of shit. You probably deserve it. ;) (It'll only get worse if karma works out like it usually does...)

I hope your family is sound, secure, and worth fighting for. I hope you're content, most of all. I hope that, above all things. You deserve it and those that love you deserve it as well. I hope you don't give your Husband too much hell for being who he may be. He took a chance on You, as it were. Credit is due there just so you know. Ha ha.

I want to thank you for allowing me to know You in this life. For whatever reason, you chose to, and for that I am so very grateful.

I want the entire world to be Happy for a change. I figured I should start with my own starting line.

You take care of yourself, OK? You dream big, live bigger and love even bigger than that. Don't buy into petty crap. Let go of the little things that do not matter when all of the lights are out and the only truth that can be found floats on exhales. That sounds poetic, I know, but it's the ugly truth. I stopped trying to be cute a long, long time ago.

And don't read too much into the video. Jesus. It's the best version I could find. (Plus=Awesome flick! Hello!)

I'll see you in this and every other life that comes along. I'll always love who you are and for that I'm lucky. So thank you.

And watch that damn temper...

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