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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. 

Summer fades to cooler air, the sweet decomposition of fallen leaves, and the excuse to pile more blankets on the bed. Thank you for being kind to me as I still sit in limbo about my writing career. Thank you for believing in me when I don't. You see the longer view. You remember the good things I've done. I got us home from Europe. I found us a place to live and made sure we were comfortable. I stay healthy. I run. I keep going. And that's enough for you. I love you.