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Sweet Zydrate
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I hope your travels are safe back to the US.
With love,
Kelly
Sure, it was an old fashion way to comminucate but writting letters was not a dead art. It was a great way to make a letter feel more personal and for Kelly, personal was always a good thing.
She folded the letter and placed it carefully in the envelope and sealed it before turning it over and looking at the address.. it was for a military camp located in Honduras. Her return address was also listed but it was a for a PO Box that she kept for business for herself.
It had all begun with a lull in her writing that Kelly had come across a program that her church had sponsored. Writing to those soldiers overseas to give them a sense of being home and keeping up with those in the states. At first, she didn't really reveal too much about herself... her first letter was a generic one but as time went on, the letters had more meaning. They had agreed not to exchange phone numbers nor email addresses. Often times, Kelly wouldn't hear from him for weeks and there were times she was geniuenly worried that they had lost touch. And when she thought that, a letter would appear in her mailbox almost within the following week.
She didn't tell him what she did for a living and he never really got into specifics about what he was doing there. Yet, their letters had so much in them that she truly enjoyed it when she got something from him.
Her last letter, she had revealed her age and in his return letter, he did also.
To say she was shocked to find he was only 28 to her 41 years... it was a lot to take in. Well, what was age, anyway? It was just a number, right?
The next time, pictures were exchanged and in no way did he change the way he communicated with her. In fact, his letters seemed more in depth...more personal...
He would be back home in the United States in less than two weeks and that meant her letter would reach him just in time before he would have to leave. It was a bittersweet letter. One that implied this would be their last time writing to each other...
I hope your travels are safe back to the US.
With love,
Kelly
Sure, it was an old fashion way to comminucate but writting letters was not a dead art. It was a great way to make a letter feel more personal and for Kelly, personal was always a good thing.
She folded the letter and placed it carefully in the envelope and sealed it before turning it over and looking at the address.. it was for a military camp located in Honduras. Her return address was also listed but it was a for a PO Box that she kept for business for herself.
It had all begun with a lull in her writing that Kelly had come across a program that her church had sponsored. Writing to those soldiers overseas to give them a sense of being home and keeping up with those in the states. At first, she didn't really reveal too much about herself... her first letter was a generic one but as time went on, the letters had more meaning. They had agreed not to exchange phone numbers nor email addresses. Often times, Kelly wouldn't hear from him for weeks and there were times she was geniuenly worried that they had lost touch. And when she thought that, a letter would appear in her mailbox almost within the following week.
She didn't tell him what she did for a living and he never really got into specifics about what he was doing there. Yet, their letters had so much in them that she truly enjoyed it when she got something from him.
Her last letter, she had revealed her age and in his return letter, he did also.
To say she was shocked to find he was only 28 to her 41 years... it was a lot to take in. Well, what was age, anyway? It was just a number, right?
The next time, pictures were exchanged and in no way did he change the way he communicated with her. In fact, his letters seemed more in depth...more personal...
He would be back home in the United States in less than two weeks and that meant her letter would reach him just in time before he would have to leave. It was a bittersweet letter. One that implied this would be their last time writing to each other...
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