I've been going through 4 years worth of filing today... inevitably I came across some old correspondance.
From November 2001:
Hi Honey:)
Well I know that I am getting on here kind of late, but have no fear. I will write to my heart's content, or at least until I get tired. Okay first off this is the big idea I had.
Okay here I go. Let me know if you think that isn't so big. First off we get you down here. Whether it be by student visa or marriage visa. Then you can go to school donw here maybe at the state college or something like that, because you seemed to show a little interest in that school. Meanwhile, I could work, and help you get through school, so that money wouldn't be an issue. This way we would both be near our families to some degree. We could get an apartment nearer to the state college so that you could commute and would save money that way. The reasons that I have for this idea, are that I do know that you miss your family very much...like you would say "i finally feel like I am home again". Later on we might decide to move back up to [where I am living now].... something along those lines. But this way we could live together before or after we get married, depending on the visa that you would want to get, because i do know that you want to live togeher before getting married, which i am completely cool with by the way, i like that idea. So there is the possible idea i would be willing to do. Maybe it would mean putting my schooling on hold for a bit, but that doesn't matter to me. I would do it for you, and i have no problem with it or anything. ....
A whisper on the wind, pure and true
like love in a dream, she came to me
swift and strong, feeling so calm
content and happiness come and go
like ice in the winder, is gone in the summer
as wind blows a leaf, carries it away
and so with the whisper
gone away from me.
Remember that this is after you left, so you are the whisper....
Things ended badly that time... but there is still so much to remember, to miss.
I found a printout of the lyrics to this song he used to sing to me...
I doubt anyone can fathom how much we leave behind in a lifetime.
Monday, September 05, 2005
Those we leave behind
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