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"I don't know how long I will get to be with you, so while I have you here there is something I want you to know about what it means to have you in my life..."

I found this line in the body of a blog about how to write a love letter. The author shared her personal view about life, love, and the impermanence of each. I couldn't agree more about those points. I have a Buddhist's attitude about those things and have held those views for a very long time. But even more I have read much about the universe and our tiny, tiny place in it so that I have been forced to reconsider almost everything I've been taught about my world and our place in it.

I wonder how I could write these letters but I am interested to see how my family would finish the line. Perhaps I should give each one a sheet of paper with that line at the top and a stamped envelope so they could reply. And as each one does, I could send them my own thoughts about our relationship. Each one getting the letter without first reading what the other had said. Interesting.

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