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The Unsent Letter
Greetings my love,
To answer your questions, my dear: I too have felt we were blessed in finding one another, and knew even then that it was the hand of God that brought us together. Our visit this Spring shows that, and I fear no hardship even with our language barrier. For me the hard part will be having to wait to finally be with you. True, there is the chance we will be no more than lasting friends, but I pray it becomes better. The close friendship we now have, leading to a deeper, more compassionate love for one another.
Yes, my dear, only time can tell if what we are building will be so great a relationship, but of those things I know of you, I want more. That is a good sign, I believe. Even knowing you to the fullest, I would still want more. A closeness that time or distance could not hold back, as our hearts would be one.
The Lord alone is such in my life, that all I desire is a closer relationship with Him. Each day brings me closer, and yet I long for more. This is the heart filled closeness I have sought after in our relationship. The good and the bad-- trials that only lead me closer to the one I love.
As for a perfect day: It would need to be a day off from work that we could share our time to the full, from waking to setting sun. Then we could set aside the trials of daily life, only to enjoy our moments together.
You would wake up before me and lay there watching as I sleep. Perhaps you would sneak off and bring back a cup of coffee, and wake me with a gentle kiss. As you would be the desire of my heart, my loving bride, the coffee would get cold before I had a chance to drink it. ;-)
Breakfast would be something simple, cooked at home, or maybe as a treat for ourselves, we would go out to eat. Chances are that it will be pastry and something hot to drink by the water front. Then a short walk that lasts longer than we thought, holding on the beach, watching as things come to life in the afternoon sunshine, maybe even getting wet playing in the cold waves.
The afternoon would be a nice drive in the country, or maybe shopping where we could joke and laugh at each others simple taste, be it in clothes, books, or toys seen through a window. Perhaps while out we might meet friends and stop for a quick lunch to enjoy their company.
Dinner would be a simple affair, though done with great joy. We would work together in the kitchen preparing a light chicken or roast, and as it bakes we could sit in each other’s arms catching up on the oddities of the week, just enjoying each other in a quiet way. After our meal, another short walk to watch the sunset paints the sky in lively colors, watching as the first stars wink into existence. Then on to home, where we join the night in our own passionate embrace.
A dream, my dear, and perhaps something greater. Such closeness in life with the one I so long to love. To hold in the morning's first light, to laugh with through the day, to complete one another in life's works and trials, and remain as one through the darkness of night. A dream? Maybe it is more to say it is the greatest desire of my heart for such a love. A oneness that reaches beyond love-- beyond life. A true blessing of God that would last on into eternity.
With all my heart that is yours always, your future husband.
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Note of explanation:
This was to be a letter sent to a dearest friend and, at the time, my future wife, who lived on the other side of the world. She had gone into the hospital but left me with a question of love and how we, as a couple, would spend a perfect day together. I thought to hold off writing this until she was out of the hospital, but that day never came, as she died three days later from complications. As the letter was never written nor sent, I though to use it for the topic.
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