Guess what Mr. Middleton, I'm the luckiest woman alive. You know why? I have just gone "belly flopped" into my favorite cup of coffee this flirty, bleary "sunup". Yes, my tastebuds are feasting for being grateful of your sincere prayers for my fast and continuous healing. I haven't had a chance to have a meaningful, big-time idle talk with you "solo", but I know that you've got a heart of gold.
Truly, you're in love with God that's why He never fails you my beloved "good-looking" friend. I'll see you someday, soon. Have a blessed week ahead!