My daughter found those letters in the shoe box during the period of moving process. Altogether, more than two hundred love letters from my husband, written six decades ago. They covered from his young age as a medical student, in internship, after graduating from medical school, then a year of military service (in Taiwan this was a must) then becoming a young doctor, for all those five, six years of a long love journey until our marriage. I was engaged in June 1966, a 22 years old, a music teacher at junior high school in my hometown Kwansi. A beautiful, charming and elegant young lady (by then everyone said that I was). I feel so sad and heartbroken that I didn’t discover all these letters sooner, when he was still healthy and didn’t have dementia. Now it’s too late, he has forgotten how deeply he once loved me, and now we can’t share happiness, anger, sadness and joy (喜怒哀樂) together anymore! Deep down I know he still loves me dearly! His letters were filled with deepest love for me and his passion for medicine, his kindness and ……My heart aches every time I read his letters, I can’t help my tears just running down!
It just dawned on me that why all the letters appeared again, allowing me to reflect back to the scene gradually. It’s God’s will to tell me that right now, what to do? I was so touched when I read all his love letters, I just felt like I am falling in love with him again! I would try to do the same, pay attention to him with more love, support and care.
 |
| Two individuals become one arrangement |
 |
| Red rose and carnation |
