we could share a bottle (or two) of the Malbec, and some short sharp shots of Mayan, but mostly stories and secrets, giggles (ache sin), and kindred insight. (We will, you know it.) Simply put, thank you for being in My life. We’ve shared so much already. I wish you joy and hope, light and love, adventure, fulfillment, and oh so many colors, Dear One, in the year to come.
(and bacon, did I mention, bacon?)


