Dear Dick,
You know, sometimes you have been hard on me. Sometimes you've been too soft. You've often given me your best and your worst but from the worst of you I have learned and am still learning valuable lessons. Lately I've been writing a lot more and it was a time when I we only had mental contact that you gave me the most. One time you said to me that "whatever it is you want to do most in life, as your career, you should devote the amount of time that you would working in a day developing that craft." I don't even know why I allowed you to appeal to me at that time but it was things like that which made me allow you to be around and why I like to keep you around. You ooze with a different substance that I just can't get from my well-meaning sister-friends. Another reason why I love you and will never give up on you. I seem distant from you, like I don't want to be bothered with all of you, but I know that I was created just for you.
I silently watch you in the distance. Everything you do is for us or because of us. If you act like a butt-hole, it is often because of a woman. When you show off, it is because of womankind. When you are trying to be impressive it is only because you want us. I know this.
I still miss you, but I'm still learning. I'm not just growing older, I'm growing wiser. You keep growing, too, and someday we'll be together again.
I'm going to workout and try to keep things tight for you.
Love,
Me
