This picture was taken at LAX on May 1, 2005. Enrique picked me up at 10 a.m., and we spent the day together before I flew to London (and then Amsterdam). It was one of the best days I’ve ever spent with anyone.
We didn’t kiss goodbye. But we did take this picture. I think the grinning ebullience says it all. The nicest part is that a year later, it still feels this happy. I love you, Enrique.