Ever since she discovered that David had lied to her, all she had done was cry. Empty of everything but rage, there was only one thing on her mind. “Let’s call it quits.”
Daniela, I’m glad you asked for my advice, but as I told you before: “I don’t do advice, I do opinions” And my opinion is this.
Men are dumb. Sometimes you have to accept us and take us at face value. It is our human imperfections that cloud love. You have a choice to make: Either you lose him and regret it later or you could be patient. Who knows? You may be ready for one another.
Love is like fine wine. It only gets better with time. Like life, it is like tortoise. Not exactly smooth, but can only make progress when it sticks its head out. Like others friends that come and go, but there is always a core group of regulars who will always be with you. These are the people you can depend on.
Sometimes men lie about whom they are committed to thinking that with time they will know who they prefer. But it doesn’t always work out that way. The mistakes that David made are in the past. He has repented and asked for forgiveness.
You said: “I don’t know if I’m excited or terrified.” I want to tell you Daniela that sometimes it seems that the difference between what we want and what we fear is a feathers eyelash. I know all this because I’m older and wiser even though I’m only 19 days older. That’s a lot by the way. It’s particularly the lifespan of a wasp.
Have sooner with him sometime or dinner. It doesn’t have to be right now. It can even be tomorrow or the day after. If there is one thing I know about you is that you have a remarkable ability to turn ordinary moments into magic so quit sobbing.
There are a lot of things I don’t care for; mosquitoes, haters, people over staying their welcome, friends who take you for granted. There is one thing I just can’t tolerate-self pity! It destroys everything around you! Don’t be that kind of person. You have to work it out on your own.
To be sincere, I never quite understood why anyone would want to get married this early. I’ve barely found anyone I can spend a week with let alone a lifetime. Maybe I’ll understand one day. Am not good with special occasions or the gifts that go with them, so you will have to make do with this letter.
You need to believe in yourself. I remember the times I’ve driven you to fancy parties, the number of times I asked you for directions. ‘Left or right, Daniela?’ Most times you either didn’t know the answer or you didn’t trust yourself enough to be sure. Countless times you have asked me for help mending a broken relationship. Its time you had the faith to trust that you can fix anything on your own.
I hope you forgive me for missing the reception. And I hope that you will forgive me for not saying goodbye properly. I hope you have the honeymoon you deserve.
This is your story now. I’ve spent 25 years in politics and the last few months of my life as a manager of a corporate office department way across the country. You never know what you’ll become. So don’t try to control it, just let go. That’s when the fun starts.
One thing I can say about your groom is that he is something to behold. Don’t let him go. He is your Mr. Right.
I want to wish you all the love and the luck in the world.