“Everything in the room gave off a warm coppery glow, except for a curving , citrus yellow love seat that seemed to float in the center of the room like a crescent of lemon in a cup of freshly brewed tea” . That is the last paragraph on page 50 of Helen’s book, Picture of Guilt. I have paused to savor this description on every reading, including the one last week.
Surprisingly, I find something new in every reading and a greater appreciation of the subtle nuances, and the elegant methods in her handling of passionate, romantic engagements. The writing was beautiful, she was beautiful. Once again, the book and Helen, did not allow me to let them go. It is worth re-reading.
The first of these annual letters began with a letter of gratitude from Helen to those friends who sustained her during her illness. Last year I wrote an “In Gratitude” letter to those particular friends that were members of the Prayer Group who had been in constant contact with her. This “In Gratitude” letter is to God, to Whom I offer thanks every day for blessing me with Helen and a life of indescribable, delirious happiness. This is the first time I’ve thanked Him in writing.