29 years ago, at the very hour I am writing, you and I sat at the Asahi restaurant in Greensboro as we timidly enjoyed our first date. My love for you then was quiet real, even though I had no idea who I was loving. My love for you has only grown, including today. It has been uninterrupted and my heart has never turned from you. It was my hope then that I would enjoy you, “to have and to hold ‘til death do us part”. That hope remains. I love you.

I know of some that find it remarkable that for almost 6 years I have been pursing reconciliation with you. I wonder if you do.