You cannot imagine how much it meant to me when you asked why I hadn’t written to you for so long.
I loved you more for those words.
It was unexpected. Honest. I had never thought that I, or my writing, would be so welcome.
You said you would be happy to read what I wrote and help if you could. Your words brought a smile to my face. For that moment, I forgot my sadness. Beyond my family, there was someone who welcomed my words.
It wasn’t that I had never believed you cared. But I had been frightened by thoughts that nobody else wanted to know me. Your invitation gave me something to hold against those thoughts.
These were the kinds of words I yearned to hear from someone I loved and cared about.
There was so much more to tell you. Yet when I sat down to write, I could hardly begin. My earlier letters had gone on and on. This time, I was stranded, thinking.
There was a huge list from my end, anyway. It would come to you, sooner or later.
Love always,
Pavan