Life is so much slower when you are away,
Mom says Hi
and hardly noticeable when you are here. Hmm.
I never knew time was relative to thee, Beloved. That reminds me of an Emily Dickinson poem:
Distance - is not the Realm of fox
Nor by relay of Bird
Abated - Distance is
Until thyself, beloved.
Actually, that is from a book of E. D. that Martha gave me once, before her “Beloved” became “Udo”, the German. Oh well. I shall write her, I think, and tell her of our marriage plans.
So…
Did anybody catch that? MARRIAGE PLANS
This was approximately 2 weeks out of high school, about 4 months before we “broke up”, and a year and a half before we were married.
I don’t actually recall what the plans were. I think it might have been “Let’s get married”.
We became good friends with Martha and Udo while in Manila, and I still talk to him every week via Skype.