I had given you up for dead, figuratively, resigning myself to life without you. I couldn’t comprehend your evasiveness and decision to dredge such a rift between us as you were getting ready to leave, and I had nothing left to make the effort to comprehend it or try to salvage what we could. Our time was intense, the highs were high, but it was hard being at the mercy of the roller coaster ride that was your life. No more secrets. Everything is in the open now. I’m relieved you are pulling yourself out of the darkness, and grateful for your words last night. It had to come from you. I love you. Be well. —SM
This article appears in Oct 9-15, 2014.