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We've spoken a lot, you and , but I thought it fitting to write a letter to you. A memento, if you will, of how we used to feel.We've been through so much together - you may as well have something to remember me by!
This letter won't reach you for a long time to come, but in a way, that's a blessing. I look forward to meeting you every day, and the feeling only increases as time passes. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and all that.
You've seen more of the world than I, and have many more stories. That much I trust of you. Our inner library must be enormous by now!
I have so many questions to ask! Did you keep collecting books? Did you ever finish reading the ones we already had? I hope so! Did we achieve any of our dreams? Did you start that comic? Finish our story? How have the characters developed? Are there new ones?
Are we in love? What's he like? How has he changed us? How do you deal with fear? Have you committed to something with everything you've got yet? Are you stronger, faster, sharper, smarter? What are the boys like now? Are you any closer to them? Are they still drifting? What are the rest up to?
How many of these questions can you answer?
I have so many more, as you know.
But there is one, above all others, that I wish you could tell me.
Will I be proud of you?
You know what I want out of life. Not a comfy house with kids and a husband I occasionally like. Not the picket-fence dream. I want to live.
I want to take as many risks as I can. I want to travel as far as possible and then a little further. I want to commit to the way of life I've been thinking hard about lately.
I want to make a difference for God. You will be my point of reference. I hope by the time this reaches you, we will have trusted Him enough to let go of the wire and take His hand instead. It may have kept us in place in the past, but but the barbs are ripping our hands apart. We've been standing still long enough and there's a path in front of us that needs to be walked. Remember the history, mystery and present. Today is the gift. Tomorrow never comes.
If I know you as well as I do, I know you will have thought about these things and waited until later to carry them out. Don't. Do me, yourself, proud and carpe diem. We have regrets, and will continue to until the day we die.Β It doesn't mean we need to make a habit out of it.
I'll close this by being open-ended, because our time together is far from over. Be me, but better at it!