Just a note to tell you that I'm going into surgery tomorrow at eleven AM. My eye is so bad right now I'd be surprised if this is even legible. On the off-chance it is, I hope this is not the last letter I ever send you. I would miss this outlet and I would miss the friendship a great deal. It's in God's hands now, and I trust Him.
"Romance is a blanket woven from deep affection and a desire to fulfill another's desire. Perfection in romance is when both share the work of weaving."
--Angelina Marni The Gardens of Loveplay
"Love" is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own... Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy.
-- Robert Heinlein Author, The Moon is a Harsh Mistress
About the Author
A fifty-something student of life and romance who would give anything for another Mary Angel in his life.
Who Is Mary Angel?
She lives in my mind In a world of stills; Images shorn from the thread of time That is what she is A snapshot within my memory Never fading, never changing Who she was And will never be again, That star by which My heart is led Unreachable Unattainable ~Unassailable memory And the pattern of my life Colored by a tender kiss The taste of which Has long since faded
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