LETTERS to IRV     "The way to heaven"

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May/29/2018 10.38 p.m.

Regret; It is a very charming word when you pronounce it right. But 'regretting' is a very tiring and hard exprience of this soft and hard life.

 You of course can regret naturally or should regret sometimes...if not then that means you dont' live here.

Regretting used to burn my soul too much when I was young! After forties, I regretted less...but after my Princess...almost never regretted for nothing because I almost dont' feel anthing. After a daughter like Princess, I almost  feel nothing and almost no one. I have no time and no space to regret!!

I actually havent' done anything  to regret after my sweetheart!! That means I dont' live so much here although I am in love with my Jazz songs and am in love with the great life but almost no reaction for nothing, properly....

When I smile I just remember that she has been under the earth. I  dont' smile then....this becomes much much more than regretting..very sorry but today I cant' write anyhing positive on this letter but I have mentioned about  a real life, about true life of mine!

But life is still indispensable and ubiquitousss!!!.....

Farah