The Title of Our Love Story is “Novelty and Joy”

Dear Uche,

I really hate the end of the work day because that means you are only a few hours from sleeping and then I have to wait almost 8 hours until talking again. I don’t know what happened between the first week of October and now, but somehow I now don’t want a day to pass without talking to you. You are so interesting, positive and optimistic. You know so much about a world you haven’t been able to see with your two eyes. That's what excites me most, the ability to see you experience the wonders of the world at an age and time in your life when you’ll really appreciate it. There’s just so much for you to learn and I have come to understand that, for you, knowledge is akin to oxygen. Let me give you breath.

Speaking of breath, did I tell you that I often think about that time I was out of breath laughing because you were insinuating I wanted to cause a child psychological trauma rather than physical trauma as a form of punishment. You have no idea how much my heart yearned for a laugh like that. Only few people can induce that in me because my bar is high. You, my dear, exceed expectations. But, given the type of person you are, exceeding expectations is your specialty.

Can’t wait to talk tomorrow.

Love,

Victoria