...Heather...

I love you, Heather.

I know you're going through some self-reflection right now, and that it's not always the most fun thing in the world.

I am here. Always. For you.

Everything will be okay...you will see.

I apologize for not always being "on the ball" with what's on your mind. I admit it, I'm a dumb guy when it comes down to this kind of stuff, but I just want you to know that I'm not blind to what you're going through. I don't know how to help, or what to say...

...but I'll try.

You say you've lost sight of who you are - rest easy that I have not.

You are the girl I never thought I would find. You are fun-loving and smartass. You can be weird at times, but NEVER in a bad way, and always in fun. You have your likes and dislikes that both enchant me and make me smile. You are dancing and cheesy horror movies and true crime books. You are the girl who can drink all of my friends under the table twice over, and the life of the party. You are loyal to your friends. You are the eternal optimist who kept my head above water when I was drowning during my horrific job search. You are the teacher who actually CARES about her students, and forged gold out of nothingness at St. Louis Charter, and gains respect from kids who don't respect anyone. You are a natural born leader of your workplace despite being the newest person. You are the reason I wake up in the morning. You inspire me and drive me to be who I am. You struggle with your personal sense of over-responsibility, but that does not define you. You're rolling your eyes over this very paragraph, filled with it's sap and lovey-dovey words; and that makes me smile, because you're different from other girls, you're unique and beautiful. You are Heather, and you are wonderful, and I am yours forever.

That is who I see when I see you. That is who you've always been. You haven't lost yourself; you've only lost sight of it in the fog of adulthood and responsibility.

Think about it.

I love you.