Nothing was what it seemed

Quoting Hugh Dillon here.  As usual.

You know when you get to the point where you have to ask yourself "who am I ? What do I want?"
Yeah, it's where I am in my life.  Big old Crossroads Inn. 
You need to be careful when you get to the Crossroads Inn, cause you could get trapped there.  Become a ghost of your former self.

What I want out of life has never changed,  I want to be respected, loved, cherished, desired.  I want to be married to a faithful man, whom I inspire and inspires me.  I want to belong.  I want to write, and create.
To be needed.

I keep coming back to the scene in the movie Practical Magic when Sally is writing her love letter to Gilly.  As that is what it is, its a letter of longing.
It works as a double intention.  A simple letter of honesty to her sister and her energy that she gives to the universe.