Time to be Creative: A Love Letter Across Time

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Jasmin a little girl playing with the neighbor's son, our relationship developed into admiration and love, we communicated secretly through correspondence, through my sister Alina. At that time, there was no mobile phone or electronic emails..I wrote many poems about you, you were listening with admiration while we were on our way to school, when I was asking your feedback on my poems you were answering me "nonsense" because you were very shy, but I understood from your eyes that you like them..life was simple but great.

Every morning, I open your box and check out those pictures. You died, but you left me behind.

I can't get over your leaving. For me, there are things that I never let go of no matter where I am in this life.

These are your words, I can still hear you wishing me "good night" and "good morning"

On the day of your departure, Jasmin, I saw the whole universe leaving... There is no laughter in your house... nor the blossoming of perfume in the threshing-floor.. The months, I wish it would run... and every day, I wish you would return

Our grand daughter Lalita got married two years after your death, she suffered a lot because of your departure. In the day of her wedding, there was an empty chair especially for you. We had a new born three years ago called "James".

I feel your perfumed spirit following me in my comings and goings, you follow me, you my love you are always with me.
Ever since you left, Jasmin, the silence has tortured me, exhausted me and increased my moans. I can't find anyone I can reveal what's inside of me to, except my tears.

I can't forget you, it's even harder than expected. My pain, is beyond my description. My pain is not surrounded by my letter. How I long for your warm hug. I would like you to be on earth to give you my heart and my life. I miss you.

You left us quickly, as if the story of your departure was a dream, and the farewell was an illusion.

I want to inform you that our children became grand parents too, they bought a ridiculous friend called "laptop" to me so as I can enjoy my time with. I'm using it now to write to you this letter.

First of all, I assure you that I am not against modern means of communication(social media) and learning that depend on electronic devices, but don't want it to become the link between me and life.

Yes, I have grown in age and my experience in life has grown with me. My aspiration grew with me for my grandchildren to find something useful in my experience of life.

I grew up dreaming that one day my grandchildren would gather around me asking and inquiring.. I would tell them about situations in life and how I acted in them, and they would tell me what they were going through in terms of situations that confuse them.

I know my generation differs from theirs and I understand why it is difficult for me to understand their way of life, and that all I care about is that I'm left alone with this electronic life and with this electronic friend.

My problem is that I need someone to talk to, that's why I chose the "little James", at least he is still young and don't stop asking because he needs to know everything around him.

You left me with your body and your soul did not leave my soul. Rest assured, my love, we believe in your death, and we are patient in your loss.
Oh soul that left the world, we will meet in heaven

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