Dear Brian

I am sorry. I was wrong. I realized something tonight as I listened in irritation to a man who found it impossible to enunciate. Do I really want the world to all enunciate? The irritation in me eagerly declared "Dear God yes!" but do I? It's just one, rather large step, toward conformity. Why not let people just be? I have never desired for every person to be uniform, and yet here I was irritated by difference. If you love this girl, as much as you claim you do, I think you should tell her. But it doesn't make you wrong not to. You're giving her up because you truly believe her life will be better for it, and I insinuated it was cowardly. Your truly beautiful. I dearly hope, if I ever found myself in that position, I could be as honorable as you.