How are you supposed to assume that the words "thank you" adequately express your gratitude to someone who changed you forever? Someone who was able to heal your soul in places you didn't know you were wounded. Someone whose caring set you free to look for love in the next leg of your journey. Someone who taught you to trust yourself and others again. Someone who made your sense of self clearer. Someone who told you you had a beautiful soul. Someone who was there. And after the fact, after life pushed you apart, someone who taught you to forgive; that the precious memories you have with that person don't have to bring pain, hurt, or anger. They can make you smile. Still. 
   Unfortunately, I don't think I will ever hear from the person who did this for me, and I hold no delusion that they will ever read this. I hope that when they think of me, they smile, and pray that I am well. I am, but they will never know how much of a part they played in that.
   If by some strange twist, you do read this, even though it doesn't even begin to encompass it, Thank you.