I want to say something important. I want to say something profound. But nothing is coming to mind. But I have learned that sometimes you have to go through some really hard times to get to the really good ones. I had a dream that he died last night. It was horrible. I woke him up, and he walked me to the bathroom and upstairs to make sure nothing was up there. I slept better after that. I hope that dream didn't mean anything. It was just a freak-ass dream. But he looked real scary. I just can't get that picture out of my mind. I love you.