A letter from Feb 14, 2023

Dear FutureMe, Wow, what a day. It feels as though when all is going well it is only a facade. What appears as beautiful fades into a reality that is unexpected. He was right when he said we are not a fairy tale. We are the real thing. However, you are more than a fairytale. You are a dream that people either wish to be or have by their side. Hopefully, this man will be fine. Darling, you are brighter, wiser, and far more divine. This man needs serious help if you are still going to call him mine. You saw a future, marriage, and more with him. Is that what happens in your future, future me? Or do your plans fall by the waist side, decomposing in due time, but blossom out of a pile of dead dreams and presumptions that everything is fine? I do not have the answer at this time, but what will be will be my darling divine.