reply to post by k21968
This is always a hard one to deal with and by the time we get into our 40s or 50s, many of us have faced the same situation you're facing now. Sadly,
sometimes we face it way sooner, or as some members here have shared, it's ourselves who are the ones who have to fight the fight.
You've already received some wonderful suggestions. The idea to do some video is especially good, because it's something to keep effectively
forever. It's practical but also beautiful.
But to me, the most beautiful thing is write a letter, a real letter on paper that she can hold in her hands, for when we were oh, so young (remember
those days?
), that's the way we shared our messages and thoughts and feelings. We wrote them down, we drew little hearts and stars on the
envelope and with very special friends, we even wrote "SWAK" on the back.
You remember those times. You remember when letters were special, when
it took time and thought to write them then perhaps read them through and then add a PS and a PPS and even a PPPS, and then carefully fold the pages
so they'll fit just right in the envelope, then seal it up and write the address on it, and put on a stamp, then go down the street and drop it in a
post box, holding it by our fingertips for the last moment before we let it fall and continue on its journey to the one we cared about. The journey
started when we put pen to paper, and it didn't end until the one we wrote to opened their letterbox, saw the envelope, then rushed back inside to
open it, take out those carefully-folded pages and begin to read.
That's how we connected, that's how we shared. And yes, sometimes there was a little bit of magic in it all.
You remember all that, and so does she. So, write a letter to her and somewhere in the pages, say something like, "I love you. I love you so much.
Thank you for being you. No matter what happens, you are always in my life and in my heart and soul. Even if you move on to the next stage of
existence, and even if it's soon, you're always with me and with everyone who loves you. And even as you hold and read these pages, I'm with you."
Blessings,
Mike