I met you briefly for a quick picture Tuesday morning on Gobblers Knob. I want to apologize because by the time I got to meet you I froze like Ralphie with Santa Claus in A Christmas Story. I had things I wanted to say but things were moving so quickly I didn’t really get a chance. I don’t even think I said nice to meet you nor thanked you for your time. I’m glad I was able to let you know how much I appreciate the podcast. I expressed how much Episode 4 The Alchemist meant to me, but without any backstory. I listened to that podcast while I was packing to leave my ex-girlfriend’s apartment. I lived there for over four years and spent nine wonderful years with her. As I was packing the boxes I felt like I should be crying, but couldn’t. I was depressed but had no tears left to shed. That is until you shared your story about your Mother and then the flood came. I needed that release and I’m glad for once they weren’t my tears. It felt good to break down and realize that pain is a part of life. Thank you a million times over.