#146

To: David W.
From: Joanna
Draft of letter

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Sunday 9/2

Dear sweet David -

Ever since I received your letters, I’ve been reading and re-reading them both. They are so dear to me. The one, silly as it is, makes me laugh every time. I read it, and yes, I wish we were being incredibly silly together. I am so looking forward to sampling some of your culinary delights, especially the wonderful breakfast you described. I’ve never had the pleasure of tasting cornflakes and thin hot dog slices w/ mustard & ketchup, but it sounds delicious. That Perrier & prune juice sounds heavenly. WIth tempting dishes such as those it could be quite difficult to remain fashionably trim - you must tell me how you do it.

My birthday is April 16. There seems to be some discrepancy about whether it is the 15th or 16th. My mother says it’s the 15th, I celebrate it on the 16th. You can pick whichever is more convenient. I try to be flexible. Please tell me when Ralph & Congolia & Beezlebub have their birthdays because I would like to remember them. Do they like anything special?

I can hardly wait till Yom Kippur. I never knew I’d be looking forward to a fish holiday so much.

The other letter is made of the things dreams are made of. Nothing has ever meant so much to me. I will cherish it forever.

You are truly a very fascinating & exciting man. I want to explore all of you. The person that I see & have experienced is so open & alive & giving, it’s hard to think that you had to build up walls, but I do understand, and all I can say is I’m glad we trusted each other enough to let each other in. There is a basic understanding and respect we share. It is that understanding and respect that makes me want to bring myself to you and help you chase rainbows… and catch them.

You are an incredibly and deeply beautiful human being and I wish you happiness in all things.

I want to hold you, experience you, & be with you when you’re happy… (and too, when you’re sad which I hope is never). I want to share laughter, flowers, sunshine, moonlit oceans, seabreezes, & everything beautiful w/ you. I never want to stop learning the joys of loving you.

I don’t want you to lose me, either. I’m not running away. I agree. Let’s go for it. It feels very right.

I miss you so much. All I think about & dream about is kissing you, touching you, & making love with you, sweetly, gently, beautifully, and holding you… talking w/ you… being with you… and loving you.

Love,
Joanna

P.S. Please tell that tiny wee body that I wish I were there & I think of him all the time!!