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He sees “me” – Love, Wendy

In the depths of my pain, this wonderful man put me at ease where I felt comfortable to sit in my vulnerability and allow him to see me, eye to eye, as I struggled with Lupus.

He sees “me.”

Through the respect and love of each other, through the moments of laughter, and authenticity of the tears, he is always there in the true meaning of unconditional friendship and love.

Love,

Wendy

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