Happy Birthday. I hope life is good to you. I hope you dance. I hope you smile. I hope you laugh. I hope your heart is warm. I hope life gives you forty-five MORE years, or better. I hope life gives you sunshine, cool breezes, plenty of fishing, hunting, good games, good races, plenty of sweet, iced tea, Dr. Pepper, and most importantly, a warm embrace and lots of love.

You have all this, and more.

I need this. I want this. When and if I am EVER able to move on, I will have this. I can hardly even hope to see it on the horizon. But, there's just one more answer I need from you before I can move on. If you truly EVER cared anything about me, you would answer this one question, so that I might have some small speck of closure and a possibility of happiness. You are the only one that can answer this one question and release me to go on and have some sort of a normal, happy life. But, only if you truly ever cared, will I know the answer. If you are a real man, you will answer my question, once and for all. Then, and only then, will I be able to move on and live again. Are you man enough to tell the truth?