I laughed through tears.
Of course he wrote that.
Then came the part about Walter.
I asked one of the boys to make good on my promise if I can’t.
Don’t let Margaret wear that copper thing forever.
Buy her something real.
Tell her the copper one counted, though.
It counted more than anything.
My tears fell onto the paper.
Then I read:
Don’t let her spend her whole life waiting for me.Rings
That line hurt worst.
He told me to live.
To marry if I wanted.
To have children.
To travel.
To laugh loudly.
To remember him without making my life into a memorial.
And at the end:
I wasn’t afraid when I wrote this.
I’m only afraid you’ll think I left you willingly.
I didn’t.
I love you.
Always.
Thomas.
I put the letter down.
I couldn’t see clearly.