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A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills: to know that high initiation, she must often tread where it is hard to tread, and feel the chill air, and watch through darkness. It is not true that love makes things easy: it makes us choose what is difficult.

Friday, September 21, 2012

gone

My Dearest,
I've missed you very, very much since that last night we were together,
and will hold that night specially in my memories years to come.
I've been turning it over and over in my mind lately.
I've read your letter through at least four times,
and will probably read it more times before I'm through.
I've been sitting here, looking at your picture,
and getting more homesick every minute.
I've wanted that picture more than anything else I know of,
except of course, you yourself.
I keep thinking of you darling,
keep wishing I could be home with you.
I want to leave in the worst possible way
so I can come home to see you but,
things don't look so good on that subject.
This war has spoiled a lot of things for everyone I guess,
I've never been so lonesome in my life as i am right now.
I'm completely lost without you darling.
I never realized i could miss any one person so much,
I just hope it wont be too much longer until I'm able to be with you again
and live a sane and normal life...

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