I too think of you more that you know. And I am sometimes pleasantly surprised that others think of me more that I know. On December 25th I received a phone call from a friend with whom I had a "falling out" several years ago. I have often thought of him over those years and, when the fall out was fresh, I tried unsuccessfully to effect a reconciliation. In the end, I had to let it be even though I continue to think of him often. Well he had been thinking of me more than I knew and decided, on December 25th, it was time to tell me.