She was the woman that I wish I could meet today knowing what I know now;
now that i'm strong enough to be me.  Strong enough to let her know how 
I really feel and strong enough to say what's on my mind, even if sometimes 
we want to give the "safe" answer.  I still believe that she.. my silver 
angel lost, understands metaphor and understands that some things arn't all 
they appear to be on the surface.  I believe still that she might be someone 
I could relate to for the years to come if only I had been strong enough to 
be there for her, maybe even help her leave those sticks behind.  Even though 
the journey was difficult, even if people were hurt along the way, she changed
my life.

I understand now.. or at least.. understand more than I once did.

The past doesn't change, but it changes the future.

...

So what would I tell her today?  If I saw her?  Maybe I did and I
only looked away.  I have exhausted my ideas, my hope, and my reason
and they will stay this way for now.  The ball is in your court.