I talked to Dad the other day. It made me sad. So much has been lost. I didn’t ask about you but he said he had just visited you and that you were happy. I am happy for you and hope that you are.

I am getting married now. I have this guilt because I still love you. He knows that I love you and is accepting of that. I feel lucky to have a man so understanding. He truly is good to me and our relationship is so different than what we had. There is no drama and fighting. It lacks the jealous insecurity we shared. It’s safe and comfortable and passionate. I have no doubt of his commitment to me.

I think of you daily and wish that would stop. I love you and I let you go.