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<-- my life, by webgoddesscathy --> :: Monday, October 04, 2004 :: Over the weekend, I was going through all of my stuff that I have stored at my parents' house, and I came across shoe boxes full of old letters. "Dear Spanks," one read from the summer after first-year university, "I miss you!" Dave, of course, had cut out Batman characters and had put together a thoroughly dirty anagram for me. One from Raye and Scott, as they spent the summer together up in Sudbury, working on the Northern Lights music festival. Writing such warm and wonderful messages to me as to make me smile and tear-up all at once. One from Tanya, about finally breaking up with her boyfriend. One from Chris, my boyfriend at the time, talking excitedly about my upcoming birthday and with "you're so pretty" scrawled on the inside lip of the envelope. One from Evelyn, so sad and lonely in Toronto for the summer. Desperately wanting someone to come and visit her. Missing me. A whole shoe box dedicated to letters from Heather. Talking about Tigh-Na-Mara, the resort where she used to work and her boyfriends and wanna-be boyfriends, about school and about New Kids on the Block, from time to time. It made my heart ache for those years of love and loyalty. I remembered it all with such fondness that I almost felt that I was there, reliving the feelings. The fullness of my heart when I was with my friends. The outright love for the human race. :: Cathy 8:19 PM [+] :: 2 comments ::Comments:: This is a nice post. I never realized how sentimental you are. # posted by  : 6:35 PM
This is a nice post. I never realized how sentimental you are. # posted by : 6:35 PM
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