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The Drums | How It Ended
Wow this just popped up in my feed and I can’t get it out of my head now!
Virginia Woolf’s last letter to her husband, Leonard.
It reads:
Tuesday.
Dearest,
I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that - everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer.
I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.V.
Morning light and trellises in the pretty little town of Petaluma, 40 miles northeast of San Francisco…
“I wanted to get to San Francisco, everyone wants to get to San Francisco and what for? In God’s name under the stars what for? For joy, for kicks, for something burning in the night.”
-Jack Kerouac, On The Road
And at first I’m like:
But she’s like:
And soon we’re both like:
Frozen assets, just for you @kwjnlee hahaha #takecontrolofyourfinances101 #modfam
“I feel like all my kids grew up and then they married each other. It’s every parent’s dream.”
For Children’s Book Week, the best illustrations from 130 years of Brothers Grimm fairy tales.
