A Letter to TPM


Dear TPM;

Old Friend, there is so much to tell you. Call me a Nostalgic Reminicer – which I will not disagree to being addressed as – but I cannot help think of our History. Oh yes, you and I go quite a ways back indeed. I remember being a young Lass – this most have been Ten years precedent – when I first laid eyes on you. You were much different back then, as was I. We were so new at Life and we found each other at a critical time when we were both growing. And I must attribute you for much of my growth today. You were Constantly attacked by dreadful pirates we called Hackers in those Days, and all your loyal friends would always help you back up on your feet. You had many attacks like that, one that was so Horrendous that you moved to a new home. I am embarrassed to say I barely visited you until you returned to your old address.

In the year of ’01, a Mutual Friend of ours reintroduced me to you; a chance happening that has drastically changed my life. You do remember that old Friend? You were so accepting when she and I started to date almost 2 years ago. Yes, we have had Good times.

My Dear Friend, I also have you to thank for your Patience and Encouragement. My interest in written stories was only an Ember until you came along and fanned it into the Fiery passion it is now. You molded my craft like clay and sanded down the rough edges. That is not to say I am fantastic now, but you have brought me a long way from which I once was. And I am grateful; ever so Grateful.

That is why these words are so difficult for me to utter. I had noticed… a Change in you. Do not be startled, I mean no harm. As your friend I wish to speak Kindly and Supportively. I’ve noticed you have become Weaker in the past couple years. Maybe I have no right to say such things, as I have barely visited you during this time. When I speak to you, my main source of feedback is to know you have Viewed my words. An actual response to me happens only in a Blue Moon. You remember my birthday every year, so I know you still care, however, these past few Years have been lonely between you and me. You are like a dying Tree: there is still a vein of life flowing through your trunk and some of your limbs bare fresh leaves, but most of your branches are Dead and merely holding on by their skeleton they once built up. It pains me greatly to see you in such a state, and I wonder if you are on the verge of a Comeback or – as I feel is more realistic – barely holding on by a thread which could Snap at any moment. I try to give you my energy and make your branches Bloom once more, but sometimes I feel that this is an Abusive Relationship. I am the puppy that returns to her master only to be Stuck down time after time.

Please speak to me. We have been through so much! Tell me, should a hold on to a Friendship that once was, or should I bury you in your Grave? Are you too weak to continue? I would not blame you. No matter what you will always Live on in my Memories.

Your loving friend,
eeveeshayna
Shayna