I never believed in the term soul-mate, until I met Gayle. I look in the mirror and I see Gayle - not me; she's my other self - the part that makes me whole. I can look into her eyes and she knows what I am thinking. She can "read" my face and know that something is the matter and quite possibly what that something is. She can complete my thoughts, my ideas, my sentences even before it's out of my mouth. She can make me laugh even when I don't want to and she holds me when I cry. Gayle is my soul-mate and my better half. I thank God everyday for Gayle; I was truly blessed. I love you very much.