Forgive me for the delay since my last letter. I have had so much on my mind, and been so busy working long hours at the café. But I promise that you have never been far from my thoughts. I hope all is well with you, mother. I miss your smile. And your cooking. But mostly, I think I miss your guidance, and your wisdom.
And I truly feel I need it now.
Do you remember the girl I wrote to you about? Mariana? She’s been a true friend to me. My best friend. To be honest, perhaps my only friend.
But lately, she’s become something more. And I truly couldn’t be happier.
Mother, she is amazing.
She has such a unique sense of humor – she makes me laugh harder than I have in years. And she has the most clever and creative mind. Her father is a writer, and I believe she’s learned much from him. She has the heart of an artist… Just like me.
She’s beautiful, and strong. And compassionate too… Though I have discovered she works very hard to hide that fact.
When we’re together, I feel so connected to her. I’ve never felt this way before, about anyone. I love her, mother. She is the most incredible woman I’ve met in my entire life.
But I wish she were able to see that for herself.
There is a pain and anger inside of her that I cannot seem to break through, no matter how hard I try. No matter how many times I tell her how special she is – how beautiful – she gets so upset. She insists that I don’t really mean any of what I say. It frustrates me. Worries me.
How can she be so blind?
And the smallest things seem to anger her. She can be so volatile and unpredictable at times. It’s as though I’m walking on eggshells all the time. And… I feel myself growing weary from it.
I know very little of her past, but from what I do know, I can understand that she’s hurting. She’s broken. And I’m trying so hard to help her pick up the pieces. But I can feel her pushing me away.
The very moment I met her, she stole my heart. Yet it seems that hers still remains locked away, just out of my reach. But I will not give up on her. I can’t.
Mother, we both know the reason I came here. To find my beloved. My soulmate. My destiny. And when I look at my beautiful Mariana…
I just don’t know. Some days, I am certain it’s her. I can feel it in my heart – in my very soul. She is the one I’ve been waiting for.
And other days…
Please, mother. What can I do? How can I help her?
I fear I may be losing her already.
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