Viv.

Maria.

I Cried by myself a bit here on this fine Spring morning.

Emotions resurface, gently do they percolate to the surface, moves me from very, very deeply within.

Thank You, Thank You. Thank You. For sharing your candid and intimate self here with me, Maria. Past, present, and future. You open me up to the feeling of these rich, warm, and visceral Emotions that are by my own devices, often inaccessible and out of reach, a foreigner in a land not his own.

One of many, many reasons why I think so very highly of You, Maria.

Always and forever Your Super Special Guy, and, your Lifelong Student, Disciple.

Please do, continue to shape and mold me with your Delicate Lady Hands.

Love You Forever, Maria.