A Letter from Linda Sue – October 2010

Dear Frances,

When you write to me, you often send a “proposal.”   Last time I got to thinking about “proposals.”

I have had many proposals from you over the years. But, I have never had a “marriage proposal.  I dreamed of seeing a man down on one knee, telling me he loves me and wants to spend the rest of his life with me. It never happened.

Back when I was first dating, my husband just said, “We are getting married!” And I obeyed. (I think I was partly afraid of being an “old maid.”) What a different view of life I had back then!

I could have been a nurse, teacher or wife. I couldn’t handle being a nurse. The sight of blood made me faint.   I didn’t have enough education to be a teacher, so I dreamed of being a wife and mother and having a nice little house with a white picket fence.

A year after being married, I found out we were going to have our first child. Everything changed. He said, “What did you do a stupid thing like that for! You went and got yourself pregnant. You ruined everything. We can’t afford a baby!”

We lost his new car for a station wagon and life set in.

Now we have been together and apart for forty years, trying to make our relationship work.

Last time you wrote, you advised: do something nice for yourself. I had the day off from work and did no house work or laundry. I read, wrote letters then spent time with my dad and my brother. They make me laugh.  Me time.

Have a good day!

Love and prayers,

Linda Sue
(Sept.’10) adds, “While looking through library shelves for another book, I discovered an Amish mystery written by Mindy Starns Clark.  I like it.”

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