Just rambling through the forest of life.


chapter 4

“To my dearest and beloved Tina,

The love of my life, the beat in my heart, I am writing this letter to you hoping you will understand.

I did go to the Doctors earlier then you thought, I Knew I was dying and there was nothing to be done, don’t be angry, tried to save you from the long months of pain, by letting you find out near the end. We had a great life together, remember our first date?

In my wonderful life you gave me, I only have one regret. That it was not longer.

Now knowing you as well as I do, I know your life will end the day i pass away. I told my mum you will give up and need looking after, told her to move you away from the house, the house my memories haunt, where my last breath blows through like a breeze in summer. Where my voice is like the wind through the trees. Mum told me to tell you in writing, how I feel and we have had a great time together.

I don’t know what the other side will be like, but I do know, I will be waiting for you. Until then I am asking for my sake and the sake of my memory, I don’t want to look down from heaven and see you crying for the dead, I don’t want tears in heaven, I want to see you happy, living life like you did before. So for my sake, I am releasing you from your pain, your grieving, I know you did enough grieving on the roof, while I rested downstairs. I often heard you at night.

So after I have gone, our love lives on, but you must love to live on, some day you will meet someone and fall in love again. If it is meant to be, he will understand you still love me, but he will accept it.

So for now until we meet again, I love you so much Tina and miss you dearly, but will be looking over you, remember no more tears in heaven.


By the time she had finished reading this, they were both crying and cried for some time, Tina felt the years of grief and loneliness melt away, Dave’s mum offered her comfort and promised to mail her the letter.

“So honey, if I am not mistaken Dave has given you your life back, so don’t be a fool, don’t waste the chance you have been given to start again… you know what I mean, good night honey and let us know.”

Tina knew, she looked at the card.

Her mind was made up. Next morning was her day off, she was up, dressed and out. Today she turned her back on the cafe, the empty stool empty again today. She headed into the main business center of the city. The streets were busy, she began to notice things, she felt the sun warming her face, she heard people on phones talking, she heard car horns, she felt the concrete under her feet. It was as if she had woken up.


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