Babe

Love you, babe. I hope things work out in whatever way you wish for. Anybody would be a fool to lose you. I may not know the ins and outs of what you do, but I do know you, and you bring so much to whatever table you come to. Intelligence, verve, creativity, the whole lot of it. You are the complete package. In everything you do.

I don't know if you were downplaying how worried you are or not, but I do know that whatever happens, you are going to land on both of those pretty feet. Because you are strong, capable, self-reliant, hard working, self-motivated. All of it. Everything.

You are, quite simply, the best.

And anybody who doesn't see that? Well. That's their own damn loss.

I'd wish you good luck, babe… but I'm pretty sure you got this.

Love you.

Yours.