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1985-12-04 December 4, 85

Wednesday, December 4th, 1985 
                                             December 4, 85
                             Sweetie,
              So many subdued feelings.  Sadness, relief, a
         sense of loss, expectations, questions, many more.
              I am so happy we parted this way.  I want your
         friendship, if you want mine, of course.  You and I are
         so close and so similar in so many ways, it'll be a
         treat to see each other change and evolve, to see the
         directions we have taken.  You can count on my support,
         if you ever need help for anything and I can give it to
         you, please call.
              It is so ironic that only now, you come to realize
         that in the future you want with one woman what I have
         always wanted with one man!  To think that it was the
         main difference we had!!!
              If I left you one legacy I am happy and proud to
         have been the first one to show you how to be in love.
              I was thinking about you last night.  Thinking
         about this feeling I have that your real life is just
         about to begin.
              So many changes all at once.  You and Rose,
         closing the chapter, you and I parting, Rajneesh over,
         and Canada coming to reality.  It's all brand new, it's
         exciting, there's nowhere to go but up.  You have so
         much going for you.  And now you are complete, the
         finishing touches have been added.  I can see the
         difference in you, the little boy, the spoiled brat has
         matured.  Your life has been turned around, it is just
         beginning now.  Good luck babe.  Good luck to me too.  I
         need it.  I'm not sure where I am going.  I have risked
         everything, but I'm not afraid of taking chances, I've
         done it before, and if I lose, I'll just move on.
                              Babe I love you.  I really really
                              do.  keep in touch.
                              xxx
                              Lise

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1985-12-07

Saturday, December 7th, 1985 
         Sat. eve.                             Dec 7, 1985
              Dear Dennis,
              (special guy!)
              It's so nice we can talk with each other about
         anything.  It isn't everyone, as you know, I can rap
         with like that.
              I'm truly sorry your relationship didn't work out.
          An exclusive, deep & trusting man/woman relationship
         is so hard to find unless both people are willing to
         "really work" at it together.  Better to find out now
         what she was about than months or even years later.  I
         can't believe she had much substance in her to leave
         you for some jerk off the street.
              As a friend who really loves you I must tell you
         this:  Any woman truly in love with a man would not be
         able to understand his semi-involvement with his
         ex-wife; not if she eventually wanted him truly, with
         commitment, for only herself.  The majority of woman,
         real woman, DO WANT THIS.
              My friend John is not divorced yet but doesn't see
         his ex- I don't think.  He tells me he is starting
         proceedings the first of new year.  I won't continue
         seeing him if he doesn't -- NOT BECAUSE of selfish
         reasons on my part but rather that he should get on
         with his life & perhaps find a beautiful relationship
         he never thought possible.  (of course I can't be hurt
         anymore either).  Loving, feeling, caring, etc. are
         magnified to unbelievable boundaries when just two
         people have that extra energy & sharing for "just each
         other".
              We find so much about ourselves in times of
         loneliness and stress.  I work everyday to get a bit
         more centered & not to crave the male to the point of
         feeling unsatisfied with my own life, BY MYSELF.
         Needing the opposite sex is so natural, but to the
         extreme it's dangerous.  It's safer to see more than
         one person;  but in the end, where does it get you?
              Dennis, I don't mean to be going on and on, I'm
         just speaking from the heart.  ____Since I've left Tim,
         I've done a lot of re-evaluating of myself & what makes
         ME happy.  Sometimes just to get away by myself to
         think helps.
              Tried calling you tonight to see if you wanted to
         drop by.  (Since I assume you're a free man on
         weekends, now).  I've been cramming, like the word, for
         days.  What a relief when these finals are over.
              Hope to see you between 18, and Christmas.
                                    Love,
                                    Kathy

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1985-12-10

Tuesday, December 10th, 1985 

         On the brink of midnight last night
           I bent and kissed her one last time
         and closed the door on so much
           I had come to think I needed.


         One last evening of feelings and sharing,
           of honesty and passion.
         Parting, we would remain friends and lovers
           until the last moment.


         To say that I learned much from her
           would be a profound understatement.
         She drove me to both ends
           of my passion and pain.
         She opened my heart
           and drove humility through me
              like a stake.


         In the end, I believed her every word
           and felt only sadness, not anger.
         Only that I had been more deeply touched
           by her love than hurt.


         She's been there, herself,
           to the end of reason and passion.
         She stands testament to our ability
           to survive these things.
         She, and others like her,
           burning their passion for love like flames
         move without fear
           into the darkness of their futures.


         She took my hand and led me out to that naked edge
           and told me then
         that we must each risk everything we have
           and do it alone.


         Today, I am alone, but I am not the same
           as she found me.


                           gallagher
                           10 dec 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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