Dear Tony,

It's hard to talk what with the surgery scars and all, but I'll be brief.

When times got tough and you brought up the idea of taking a break from each other, did I complain? No. I worked with you. I said, "Tony Gwynn and Tony Gwynn's Belly are two peas in a plus size pod." I said, "Ain't no way he gets rid of me for good."

Now, these steps. What you do. I'm not sure how else I'm supposed to feel about this, except that I don't feel that I'm as big a part of your life anymore. We got through the Wheaties thing and we came back bigger and better, but now? You hurt me. Physically. Emotionally. Mostly physically. 

Missing you,

TGB