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can say, but though my brain raced the thoughts, "I've got to pull through, I want to taste your love again, see your find face." I came home feeling like something of a corpse resurrected & given breath. How could I expect you to love the chost. I grew afraid of meeting you, I was afraid you'd be expecting the Alan that said goodbye 31 months before.
Thank God you had patience & tried so hard to understand. When that gold wedding ring made you mine & forever mine, I learnt to w͟o͟r͟s͟h͟i͟p͟ you Nance.
Though I returned to a worse hell, I had the spirit to carry on. How proud you'd made me. I was prepared for the supreme sacrifice this time. It didn't happen that way did it? But I'd have died happy darling with a smile on my lips.
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