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Dear Greta...thanks a lot for your very kind words...you see, we understand each other so good, because it seems that we are in the same boat...please, keep writing and posting here...thank you again...

Dear Lizzie, thank you so much for reminding about my poems here and everything what you've said about them...you are so kind and you are giving me so much strength and desire to continue...thank you, my lovely friend...
Also Lizzie, the first poem that you've posted here is touching me so deep...is there a limit between Love and Death?...and how tiny is this membrane....making us to feel dead from Love every other second...or to desire and crave Love until our Death...I love this poem, Lizzie...I really do...thanks a lot again that you brought it here and gave us this enjoyable time...

Love...very much Love,

Iubita

Dear Iubita ~

That's a very interesting parallel you've highlighted between Love and Death. It reminds me much of how we feel so near to death ourselves, when we lose love. Dying from heartbreak and loss of love are very real and authentic occurrences. And, yes, don't we crave love until our deaths.....and, if able to claim that we no longer do, has not something inside us died?

...and how tiny is this membrane...

...so true and a lovely graphic.

When you speak of "making us to feel dead from Love every other second," I also think of the feeling of breathless/ness [death itself] that so often accompanies 'being in love' ~ that feeling of also being, somehow, out of this dimension we daily live in.

I came across something that Mother Theresa wrote that I want to post here, but I had nothing to write with at the time, and was in too much a rush to hunt something down, as I had to leave. However, I know you'll appreciate it, as well .

And, of course, you're welcome ~ to encourage you, what an honour .

Love,
Lizzie [you've joined Paula with your spelling ]