I wish I could tell you the revelations God gave me about you and us this week, but honestly I’m not sure direct communication is ideal right now, so here I am. I discovered some writings about the last time we were together and letters I meant to give you. At first I was angry at you and confused why I found them when I did. Naturally I HAD to read them and in the beginning I was just as angry and confused as ever. But, as I kept going, I started realizing things, got more insight, and the confusion went away. As I finished with the last letter I wrote you of the ones I found, I discovered at the end that I was no longer mad at you. I discovered I could forgive you. I discovered, if given the chance, we could probably be friends again. I honestly wish you luck with everything and I hope life treats you well. I find myself thinking of you occasionally, but I’m insanely happy and blessed with the new man in my life. It’s been an amazing two months and hopefully a whole lot more ahead. I hope you have the same kind of blessing eventually if you don’t already. I still love you, but not the same. I’ll always be here when you truly need me, as I am with anyone who needs me. Goodbye once again…