A Love Letter Distance

Nobody gets to tell you who or how to love.

Photo by Joanna Kosinska on Unsplash

She said yes.

The war ended in 1945, and in 1946, he came to The United States to build something new. He told Nonna that he would write to her and asked her to wait for him. He told her that they would begin a new life together in The United States; he just needed time to make money and put down roots.

And wait, she did.

Nobody gets to tell you who you are going to spend the rest of your life with — that forever person whom you want to grow old with, and build with, and sit and stand beside for the rest of your life.

You’re the one who gets to choose.

I hope you choose someone who loves you so much that they’d cross an ocean to be with you — twice. And they’d make that journey all over again because not being able to talk to you would crush their spirit.

I write essays and poetry about life lessons, love, relationships, and self-awareness. More info: meganminutillo.com. Find me on Instagram: @meganminutillo.

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