Running towards something…

So, there’s this little boardwalk path in North East Palm Bay (Florida) that my best friend and I took a walk down yesterday.  New, since the last time I had been there, were all these carved messages in the planks.  I’m positive it’s a donated sort of thing - most were messages saying In Loving Memory Of… but there were a few that stood out:

I hope Priscilla said yes. 

This other one though… here’s where I need your help.   What do you suppose this means?

You are my soap.  The hopeless romantic in me says, “aww!” but I have NO idea what they are implying!! I’m sure it’s an inside joke… maybe someone once had a sordid past and Fawn helped Keith clean up his act?  Either way, it made me pause, ponder, and photograph it.  What do you suppose it means?

The trip was a success, work-wise, I think.  I guess I’ll find out for sure tomorrow. 

Emotionally… the trip took it’s toll on me.  I am thankful to have wonderful friends to lean on and especially greatful to one in particular who can bring me away from my tears and into laughter in a matter of seconds.  Of course, the way he did this was by telling me I look like a manatee, but… whatever.