I am grateful for my friends--those in the my real word and those from cyberspace.
I've been discouraged. Dragged down by the undertow of 60-some pages of fictitious forensic accounting.
Thank you for the dinner and conversation. For the phone calls. For the lunch. For sweeping me off to a margarita as big as my head. For your blog comments. For your understanding and patience and love. For holding me--literally or figuratively, all through the night.
It's you I owe--not Mr. Ex.