I love you, Daddy, you were never there, but so like you, I see reasons. I understand. I love you, though, because you never judge. And if now is the best time of your life? (And admittedly when we three were small.) I wish you joy. I thanked Annie for this, because, well, when I asked how you were, your response to me? Fantastic. And what about me? Well, I'm absolutely, gloriously, beautiful. I'll see you in October and we'll stand on the terraced ground you built for her, and we'll look out over the sound at the ships in a Grande silence of being. See you soon, and I promise I will try never to judge, only love unconditionally, like you do.