God has been kind to me.

He could have turned me into a fish, but no. He has graced me with warmth and a capacity of caring for others….

Let’s keep well… when it hurts, leave our body for a while. Free our thoughts and dreams, waft them towards each other across distances in space and time like these blue birds (do you see them?) to carry our love.

I love you--. Love is worth living for.

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It seems, in old age, our life becomes a series of popping pills and other medicines into our body. But we get used to it.

Your faith in God is very inspiring. Your belief in Fate, “Thy will be done…” is very reassuring.

Even more so and definitely making quite a difference is our love for each other. Maybe we have always loved each other. Think about it. Surely, love that has lasted this long couldn’t be anything else but true. And realizing it only now, in the evening of our lives, is like a delayed gift from the gods. But a gift nevertheless.

So let’s hold each other close and dearly and find strength in this strange but sweet caring, this love, though be it our fate to live away from each other. There can be no distance between us in time and space. Aren’t we so blessed?

I love you, too.

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…you inhabit my mind like a permanent resident; you occupy an area of my heart like a tenant with a permanent lease.

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Love spreads out a mistiness over all things and often blinds the heart that loves none too wisely but too well or too much.

Forgive me if you can. But spare me your wrath. I would not deserve it even if you thought I did. Instead, just ignore this letter which fills me with so much pain to write. I shall understand your silence.

I shall continue to think well of you and hope that in the end you and your love triumph. But don’t turn away. Don’t ever turn away from those weaker than you. You have been gifted with strength, with will power. Look kindly upon those who do not have that gift, which includes most of us.