I Love Romantic Men
Since my husband and I started our relationship on September 23, 1998 until the day he died, November 20, 2008 he wrote and gave me a letter everyday. All of them handwritten, and all of them different, unique and special. Some include stories that, if appropriate (haha), we would share with our children for bedtime: tales about space travelling, or getting lost in the woods, stories about talking animals... Others are erotic and sensual, and they excite every inch of my body :-)
I have kept, and intend to always do, each of his letters, and poems. They are the biggest physical treasure I have, and remind me of his endless love and dedication to our relationship. I hope he can fogive me now, but I will share some select paragraphs of the first that I see in the bunch. Although all of them have dates and could be ordered chronologically, having them in this cute messy state allows me to be surprised every time I read them. Will it be one of ten years ago?
The best possible translation, even with my poor abilities for it:
June 11, 2001:
--You have taken me to the most amazing places; dream lands that I never imagined existed; you have given me wings, and offer me the freedom I need; you give me pleasure, and make me dream, you give me life, love, warmth, everything and without asking anything in return,...--
April 11, 2008 (while I was on a business trip):
--What are you doing today? Where will you be tomorrow? Do you know that I miss you? Do you have a clue without you I am not really alive?... What will you eat? At what time will you go to sleep? Do you ever think of me?... and meanwhile... What will I do? Where will I go? Will I be able to sleep without you all these days? As always, I want to ask you to take care of yourself. It would tear me apart if anything happened to you, please, do it for me, for our love. Try to text me now and then when you have time. For me, you should not worry, I will take care of myself and behave, will take care of the kids and keep the house clean. I promise I won't eat fries!! I will wait for you as always, with all my love.
Ok, already after opening these two from the bunch... I will have to stop for tonight. It feels so overwhelming, but beautiful.
