Hey there my special angel. How are you?I hope the weekend is kind to you, and there will be no more snow or storms. When I write these notes in the mornings I feel so very close to you. I feel connected and I am at peace with myself and us. I imagine you sleeping I am sure you can feel that, I may even wake you. The waking day is different for then you are busy, it is the nights and early mornings that are special. Then I am ever more present Does this make sense? I hope so, but for me you creep into my thoughts ever so often, ever so frequently more times that you could ever imagine during the day. At times during the most unexpected moments--I love it, and I love you.
"That deepest thing, that recognition, that knowledge, that sense of kinship began the first time I saw you, and it is the same now, Only now it is a thousand times deeper and more tender . I shall love you to eternity. I loved you long before we had met. I knew that when I first saw you. It was destiny. We are together like this and nothing can shake us apart" Gibran`s word quoted from Mary Haskell`s journal 12th March/1922"
For me it was the first time I read your words. See--there are others that feel like us--kindred spirits of love. One spirit, two wings. Forever Arany Csillagom, thus it was, thus it is and thus it shall be.
Your Suzie
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