No matter how far across the world I travel you might just be the closest place I have to home.

Though you've had some work done, I think your one of the most beautiful women alive. I can't wait to see you again for Christmas in Pensacola, FL. Maybe we'll eat a turducken for dinner.

I starting to feel convinced that you have no demons. I'll accept that there isn't a bad bone in your body, that you are as striking and wonderful as you seem, and I'll thank you for being true.

On that day I felt grateful that so many of you came, grateful to have so many of you in my life. That sunset gave me proof that someone was listening.