Ruminations of an Afterlife

Hey, Babe. Now you know what I couldn't tell you last night. About Aly. I'm sorry I couldn't say anything, it just didn't feel right. Not until she told Peter. I don't like rumour mongering. Peter's actually doing better than he sounds. He's flailing online, but he's not freaking out as much as I expected. Which is good. I believe they'll get past this soon. And Deirdre's with him now. She told me to let you know she got here safely and to thank you for spending today with her. She seems okay too.

I love you. I needed to tell you that.

( And give you this )

Renee took it last time. I thought it had something. And there's so much I want to express right now, but I just don't have words. I'm not a poet. Never was. The picture sort of says it all.

You mean everything to me. That says it all too.