Am 15. Februar bekam ich diese E-Mail, und wieder Fotos: Hello My Angel,
How are you today my love and hope you are in good health. I really was very happy receiving your mail and the lovely picture you also sent me. When i showed the pic to the boys down here, because I have told them so much about you, they where very very jealous and I just felt like the luckiest guy on earth.
I am 42 years old and would be 43 years old by March 13, this year. I also have a son, who is 8 years old, and his name is Jermaine, whose biological mother died, when he was only just 3 years old, well after 2 years of mourning and grieving of my late wife, i decided to get married again, so i did, and i married my ex, who was from the united kingdom and was 4 years older than i was, but we found love in each other, and as you might have known love is not a respecter of age, race, origin or color. Our marriage lasted for just 5 years before i discovered that she was cheating on me, so i divorced her and the rest is history.
I am the only child to my parents, who were also from the states, but died in 2003 from a fatal car accident, while i was on a detailed mission at Baghdad, i have two uncles but we are not that much close, so we hardly keep tabs with each other. My son is presently staying with my grandma, who is still healthy and alive.
That is the much i can tell you for now, hope i didn't just get you bored there? LOL.
Baby, it is just too hard to be away from you. I am usually okay, but at times like this (especially at night) it just becomes too much to bear. I can not sleep at night without thinking of you.
I just have to tell you, to share with you that sacred part of my inner, secret life, the thoughts I think that everyone has but does not always say. I know that sometimes pride gets in the way of expressing emotions. I believe that is the cause of my reticence in telling you how I feel sometimes, that and the fact that passion in an extreme state can be scary, you almost just want to shut it away for fear that it will eventually destroy you. I think of my feelings, my love for you not with craving or with hope or even desire, but just with a kind of wonder that such things could be. You have opened my eyes to how love should feel. I can promise you this, I will never again settle for less.
But, at this time in both of our lives, we are surrounded by possibilities of choice, open doors and wide horizons, which I know, may come between us. But I also know and hope that they could eventually bring us together, with both of us being better people for the time we spent apart. And so for now I function between maybe and maybe not. It's a strange mixture of love and sex and sorrow and hope and longing and faith. And even though you are far away, you're all that I can see, I carry you with me through all my days and I miss you more than I can say. Also, remember this - I love you no less than if you were right here now.
My love, I attached some of my current pictures and one before my mission to this mail just for you, so you also send me more of your personal pictures.
With nothing but love from me.
Sgt. Richard Turner.