Let people say what they want about you — we both know better. Or at least I do. When my life was falling apart and not one other person for miles around gave a single shit, you were there for me. You let me complain and bitch and be angry, bitter, and broken and didn’t ask for any favors in return, didn’t tell me to shut up or get over it – you were just there, plain and simple. And I cannot express how thankful and grateful I am for that. It helped me get through a year that I wasn’t certain I was going to see the end of. And I know we’ve grown apart, that our lives have moved in opposite directions, but I will never forget it. And I will always leave my door open for you, should you ever need it. Best of luck, my friend. I’m glad to see that life has finally brought you some of the joy you so deserve.