Love Letter

If you saw my first blog post, you know that I am a huge fan of Virginia Woolf. I have watched the movie, The Hours, many times and always loved this letter you hear Virginia read. I always thought it was just part of the movie, but my sister recently told me that it was actually a reading of Virginia's Woolf last letter to her husband. Virginia suffered from mental illness and ended up committing suicide. I hope this is not too morbid, but the pure love Virginia had for her husband is so evident and beautiful. The last line is my favorite.

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 'til 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.