If I were really, and I mean really a writer, I could convey what knowing you has meant to me.
I still can't do the bells and whistles, those fancy graphics, (well, I can, sorta sometimes, but it would never be as real as the words that seeded our friendship.)
So I fall back on what I know, and that is just me, you, my heart, and words, and I pray it enough to let you know how very much you mean to me.
Tomorrow, you take those shoes off, and let your toes hug those creek pebbles, and please continue to share your world with me, through your eyes.
*touch the screen* m'twin
and know that I will be with you, in the creek, and dreaming of the day I can stand next to you, and how amazing it must be, to stand in the waters and not sink in that damned Mississippi mud.
(Yosemite or bust, twin)
Find a pretty pebble?
Love you lady.
You had me at "hello."