How are you? All is well I would suspect. In a life where "Ask and thou shall receive.", Never rang truer. Things are handed to you on a silver platter. Things of abundance and wealth. But you have left me here friend. Left me to my life of begging and praying. Threw me to the dogs. I guess I deserved it. I asked so much of you. I asked that you would not forget me in time. What a selfish need. Time has passed and you have forgotten me like last month's power bill. Just another bump in the road. But I'm writing this to let you know, whether it clears your mind or not, I am still alive. I am still standing strong through my many struggles. Why? Because one day I hope that you may remember me. And we can ride off into the sunset. Triumphant. But for now I will stand in the rain under clouds of dark Grey. And wait for you to find your sense. I have faith that once you read this, something in your heart will spark back to life. A certain kindness if anything. Maybe you will rescue me from my monsters. Maybe even apologizing for everything you've done to me. Hey, I can be hopeful right? I just ask of you this one thing, I'm on my knees friend. That when your life of wealth, health, and happiness becomes to much, you would not hesitate to run back to my open arms. Because I will always be waiting here for you. In this exact spot under the old Cottonwood Tree. I will probably bring along a book to pass my time. But I will look up and see you standing there. And I'll smile, and you'll be safe.
So friend, remember this:
No matter where your highway takes you, no matter where the traffic runs, do not be afraid to venture of onto that all to familiar dirt road. Kick up some dust. Meet me under the Cottonwood tree. I will be there. Expect to be welcomed warmly. I will be your shelter. When it rains, your umbrella. I will love you until the day I die. And if I die before you, I will take that love into my next life, or into heaven. Wherever I go, my love for you will remain as well. Because even if, right now, our roads fork and yours takes you into the big life, and mine onto that dirt road, I will draw you a map so you will always be able to find your way home. Under the Cottonwood Tree.
