We met March 2009 in the early afternoon, I bought beer and walked by to my place on Brunswick Street. You are an amazing and resilient woman. You shared with me some sad times, like being in prison (jail time for a number of years), surviving breast cancer after a double mastectomy, the scary news you so bravely told me about your current health status. When you told me your age and asked me mine, I said "take a guess," you did and I didn't have the heart to disagree with it, but your response was so delightful to see, you laughed, smiled so much and said, "That's the first time I guessed someone's age and got it right."

Despite being hurt and let down by others, what you've been through and are going through health-wise, you are keeping a wonderful outlook and positive attitude in life, and I've learned so much in those brief hours that afternoon.

I'd so love to reunite before it's too late. I'm writing this because maybe some of this could help me.

She is a mother, and she did leave a number for me, I may have misdialed three years ago, but was so shocked when it wasn't her on the other end. We connected on a level that even the best Hollywood movie could ever dream of coming up with. So I google the number and I did get out the fact that the owner's name started with the letter "A". I now realize the fact that with her being 50 now, and her health factor that if she did leave me a number that was not her's, maybe she didn't want to burden her health on me, and to move on in life maybe without her, even as a friend which is what I wanted anyway.

Please could you bring some insight people? I'm presently making YouTube videos sharing this story and hopefully it'll go viral. This is an honest, truthful letter of love indeed. Take care all. —Woohaw