Dear GB

I went for a walk last night and I began to think about you. Over my iPod, the song Thanks started to play....

Thanks for keepin' track of me
Thanks for givin' a hang about me
Thanks for sayin' that You love me
Thanks, just thanks
Thanks for lettin' me know You care
Thanks for always bein' there
Thanks for making me do my share
Thanks, just thanks
Can't thank You enough
I'm high from You liftin' me up
Thanks for sayin' what You said
Thanks for clearin' out my head
Thanks for givin' me hope instead
Thanks, just thanks
Thanks You left me who I was
Thanks You showed me what a smile does
Thanks You loved me just because
Thanks, just thanks
Thanks for cryin' when I bleed
Thanks for wavin' when I leave
Thanks for bein' what I believe
Thanks, just thanks

Remeber when we danced to this song? I listen to that song and remember the feeling of saftey and warmth. I remember thinking that in that moment, my world was okay.

I miss that feeling. I hear the song now and my heart stops. It stops because I won't have that feeling anymore. It stops because this song encapsulates everything I really meant when I said "thank you".

I love you GB. Thanks, just thanks.

~your daughter, Claire.