An Open Letter To November 10th

by Amy Lindorff

Dear November 10th,

Congratulations on being the best day of November so far. Three words: Blue. Heron. Box. Mom will probably be mad that I opened it on you, but I had a sneaking suspicion that there was Brie inside and that stuff needs to be refrigerated. I will promise her right now that I won’t eat any of the delicious treats until my actual birthday though. Well maybe one of the truffles. Or both of them. Time will tell.

Love, Amy

P.S. You are also an anniversary, I hope you haven’t forgotten. I almost did, but then after Jerry asked me a question related to said anniversary, I remembered and laughed for a long, long time. It all makes sense. Full circle. End of line. So say we all.