You thought I was writing The Truth? Honey, I don't even know what The Truth means.

Either the distances betweem the distant quarters of the globe are diminished, or you have extended the powers of human action.

If there's one thing I know it's God does love a good joke.

When a miracle happens, even if not to you, its nature is to naturally expand. You can almost feel the warmth on your face.

You can call it the 'Perfect Moment' when the universe aligns and the music in your head actually matches the music outside and all is well.

Death can sneak up on you like a silent kitten, surprising you with its touch and you have a right to act surprised. Other times death stomps in the front door, unwanted and unannounced, and makes its noisy way to your seat on the sofa.

I have you and even if we never meet or ever see each other, we have left our thumbprints in the thick, moist clay of each other's lives.