I love you.
I’m sorry I can’t be there to run on Walt’s team with you. You KNOW I will be there in spirit and if there were ANY way on Earth for me to be there with you physically, I would be on the fist flight out of here. You KNOW it’s true.
Last weekend, Rachel and I ran a 5k in Walt’s honor.
At the end of the race I had to turn my shirt around because I was seriously about to drop dead from the smell of sharpie. . .
I must really love you to put this picture (right) on the www. I’m horrifying.
all in the name of love. . .
The genuine, deep, abiding kind Taylor. I know you know that.