To Love through

How much do I love the person who wants to give me the money that he has been saving up doing repairs at bikeshop once a week so that I can fly to San Francisco to see my friend Jason and his new baby Liam? How much do I love him for getting that I want to go, only, so that I can return? For understanding that marriage is a construct, perhaps outdated, but that a relationship between two people who love each other can transcend status quo, a determination to question all and any values passed down by my Mormon parents, economic theory?

Enough to tell the internet about it. And as many people as will listen.

Always. For Tad. To love. To love. Through. To love through.