Dear my love
What a wonderful beginning to a new year! It began late in the
previous year -- me finding you, chatting online, confessing my love,
and then it happens all over again. The feelings that I’ve felt for you
all along begin to resurface. Only this time, I am free to act on them
without fear of upsetting anyone.
Thank you, Amy. What more can a man say to the woman who opened her heart to
him, allowing him to feel the warmth of her love across the great distance
that separates them? You truly have no idea what I feel for you.
I try to put this feeling into words, but fail miserably. This feeling of
being both scared and at peace, of having both butterflies and a sense of calm,
is a feeling that I have only dreamed about. As the days continue to pass, my
love for you continues to grow. I never thought I had the capacity to love
anybody as much as I love you right now. Yet, my love for you continues to
mature, growing beyond the realm of my heart. It seems that you have become
the fiber of my soul, the very reason for my existence.
I have no other words to describe the way you make me feel. No words, no
actions could even come close. I believe that Ronald Regan said it best to
Nancy in a letter, telling her only that, "I more than love you". Their love
was a strong love, surviving everything, even death. I believe that even
after his passing, Nancy felt Ronald's love for her raining down upon her.
That is why she has always seemed at peace after the death of such a truly
loving husband. That is the love that I feel for you.
Forever Yours,
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