CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“So we do not Lose Heart, though our Outer self is Wasting Away, our Inner Self is being Renewed Day by Day”

Brussels, Belgium

December 25, 2005

Juliana Antoinette Escalante- Villarta

Beaufort, North Carolina

To my love,

It’s been a while now since I saw you last and I can’t deny the fact that I miss your warmth- your embrace, your kiss, your smile, even your jolly spirit and amazing sense of humor. Without you, it’s like I am on a vast empty space and in my heart lies a dark hole. How are you Juliana? Without me, I guess I have to worry no more, because Dad will care for you. How I wish to show my love for you. Merry Christmas sweetie. Send a letter for me in this address please. I’m surely going to get it, wherever am I in the world.

My Juliana, you seem to be talking like the wind following my direction. You seem to be the waves in the sea, making me grow up. My love for you will cross the vast ocean to reach you. I love you.

With all my heart,