To you, if you still even read this

Hello, you. It's been a while since I've written to you. I haven't seen you in ages (years?), but last night, you crept into my dreams. Granted, I was hopped up on Nyquil and Alka-Seltzer, but still. In my dream, you and I were at my old ward house in Pasadena for our wedding reception. It felt nice and it felt nice for the right reasons. As things have turned out between us, I know that you are now married with a beautiful little girl, and to be honest, I don't regret how everything turned out. It was still really nice to spend time with you again though. I know we aren't friends on Facebook anymore, and when I realized that, I knew that's how it had to be and I'm not upset about it. This might be the only way I have to get in touch with you that won't make your husband upset, and I'm okay with that too. I don't want to upset anyone. I just wanted to let you know that I saw you in my dreams last night, and it made me happy. You are, and always have been, a beautiful, fantastic person. I miss you, my friend, but I am okay with this and accept that this is how it must be. Thank you for making me smile, even if it was only your memory.