Don't ever be ashamed of who you are or the things and people you love. I am proud of who you are and everything you do and aspire to do. I am so fiercely proud to have you as my son, and I love you so gods damned much.

There is an evergreen tree growing in the median of hwy 26 just north of here. It's the lone singular tree for a long stretch. Every year people decorate it for Christmas. I don't know who, or when they do it, I've never actually seen anyone... but every year like clockwork, decorations appear. Earlier in the week it just had a reindeer, but today it had ribbon and a bunch of Christmas balls. I've always wanted to stop and put something on. Maybe we could do that?