A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Seven-Hundred-And-Twenty-Five

I feel very lucky to have Melissa in my life and I know that I am not always great at making that truly apparent.  I suppose no one can be.  I still recognize the reality of what she deserves, jncluding much that is securely out of reach.

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