Cheers, Darlin'...No, Really

I am stunned.

I am shaken.

I am completely taken aback by all of this.

For a moment in time, this aspiring writer was without her words.

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But I am happy for you, so very, very happy.

I trust that you know what you’re doing. I trust that you are happy, that this makes you happy, and that you will be happy. You have always struggled against the current while at times I could only pretend to, or want to. I have always admired you for that. We are not the people we were once upon a time. Nor are we the people we thought we would be during this time. Do you agree with me that this is a decidedly good thing? I hope so.

We may not always see eye to eye on a lot of things, and I may be at times the unwelcome critic (with your best interests at heart, of course). Well, sometimes you can be my “censor bleep”, whether good or bad, and you may think I overstep my bounds in certain situations, and occasionally, I agree.

But I was my own censor bleep tonight. I realized that you are happy.

I realized that that’s what I would be arguing against. And I can’t do that.

You deserve to be happy more than most anyone I know and when all is said and done, it is not the words that are said that we remember but the actions, the fact that we share in each other’s joys and sorrows and all the stuff in between.

You amaze me. Thank you for letting me share in your joy.


…and as much as I support you, if I have to wear pink, we will have problems…