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To my love. We remain in lockdown again. One day we will be allowed outside again and have some freedom. We will endure and we will do our best to be humane and grateful. I hope you are happy now and I hope you will be happy when this current time of plague is over. And as usual, I hope I am kind to you. Always. It is what you deserve.
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To my love. We are halfway through the dark of a Scandinavian winter and approaching the end of a fricative year for us, for everyone. I know you miss your family. I know you miss what was our home. I know you are enduring. I wish it all could be better, but we need to get through this. I believe we will. But like the year has been for a lot of us, this time is going to change us. I hope you know you are loved. I hope you know you don't have to endure this alone. I love you, and out of all the things, I want you to know that.
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To my love. It looks like we will be marooned in Europe again for the holidays. We can't go back to America because of the virus. I know this hurts and I wish I could do more. I know we will be okay, but it will be coldness and darkness in another foreign place. A year ago we were heading east to another city in Europe. Now, we moved and found a new home in another cultured, vibrant port city. It is still half a life knowing we can't be with our loved ones again. I promise to do what I can to make the holidays happy and warm for us, living in a space capsule of sorts thousands of miles away from the gravity of childhood memory and family.
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To my love, another happy monthly anniversary. It has been a whirlwind 12 months for us. I hope it settles soon, especially as we set up in our new home, trying to make a new normal. I'm sorry for my anxiety at this time. I'm sorry for the turbulence in me. I never wanted to have any of what's in me spill out. All I ever wanted was you to be happy and safe. I hope you always will be. I love you.
