Faded

xlvii

Chloe,

I know these past few years have been difficult for us both, yet time has not worn us down. 

Don't ask me why I'm writing this, because I couldn't answer that. 

I think it has something to do with a couple I saw sitting by the cliff, at the edge of the beach. They were teenagers, and reminded me of when we were younger. I think of that time more than my university years, than my childhood, than any other point in my life. Anyway, Daisy bounded up to them and started licking their faces and barking (sounds a lot like something her grandfather would have done, I know). It's like she sensed they were going to be happy. 

I hope you're happy, Chloe. I know you're thinking about wanting a family and things. But I hope you're happy with me. I am so proud of you and the strong person you have become. 

I would never have imagined us where we are today.

Funny how things turn out, right?

But I'm happy. I love you. I think I wrote this to show that I will always love you.

So for now, keep this letter safe, add it to that little collection and know that I think you are beautiful.

p.s. Tomorrows weather looks good. Do you want to go sailing again? 

(found on our bed)