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A Christmas card to James Edward Young

Where grand gestures are reserved for romantic relationships, one man decided to break the mold and take his friendship to the next level.

On bended knee, Medium author James Edward Young proposed a bond of friendship. To seal this bond, we would write to each other on this platform.

I hope you can stop by and spend some time reading our letters. I am not quite sure if our life stories are your cup of tea; however, I am sure you will bust out a giggle, fall to the floor and laugh out loud, fart, pee on yourself, have a stomachache from laughing or, like me, often cry with tears of joy.

Who knows?

Maybe, just maybe, the world will witness more friendship proposals on bended knee-and a whole lot of love.

A link will be provided below for all other past letters between James and Love.

We hope you enjoy this unique journey!

Wanted to send this Christmas card to you today, James, as this reminds me of the fun we have every day. Do you remember when everyone who came to the Christmas dinner leaves, red plastic cups everywhere, paper plates to clean up, parents are asleep, and there’s a fireplace where the stockings are hung? That’s where we need to sit with our cocoa mugs, and this is where the fun starts!

Here is a poem for the card I wrote you, my friend.

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Two friends were laughing, as quiet as a mouse. Their bond was so strong, like tinsel on a tree, And their humor so wild, as joyful as can be.

In ugly Christmas sweaters, they danced and they twirled, Cracking jokes that could make Santa’s belly unfurl. Their laughter rang out, like jingle bells in the night, Bringing smiles and giggles, pure delight.

They sang off-key carols with glee and great cheer, Their voices so funny, it brought joy to the ear. They pranked one another with sneaky delight, Filling the room with laughter’s bright light.

They built snowmen with faces so absurd, With carrot noses that looked quite disturbed. Their snowball fights were epic, laughter filled the air, As they slipped and they tumbled, without a care.

They exchanged gifts, wrapped in paper so bright, But inside were gag presents that caused quite a fright. From rubber chickens to silly hats, Their friendship was built on laughs and wacky chats.

At the Christmas dinner table, their antics ensued, As they told funny stories and jokes that were crude. Their friendship a beacon, so genuine and true, With laughter as their glue, their bond grew and grew.

So, this Christmas, let’s celebrate friendship’s great power, To bring smiles and laughter, hour after hour. For in the company of a friend, joy never ends, A gift that shines brightly, a treasure that transcends.

So, raise a glass to friends, both old and new, May your laughter be contagious, and your spirits be true. In this funny Christmas tale, let friendship be the star, Bringing laughter and joy, no matter where you are.

Dearest James,

It is our first Christmas morning as friends. This is so awesome; I feel like I got a load full of stocking stuffers from the number of letters you sent me.

I am so glad that we talk, dear girl…Sometimes I just want to yak. I’ve looked through your writings on Medium and I can’t find your picture but, that’s fun anyway. It’s like an Easter egg hunt and you are the egg.. Merry Christmas to you Genevieve this Christmas day my dear friend . . You said somebody was downloading all of our back-and-forth letters. Do you know who it is? I think it’s very flattering when somebody likes your work well enough to download it into their personal library. That’s perhaps the highest honor……………………….. I’m going to write one more happy letter to you because it’s Christmas day today. You have to know that this is such a strain on me, to be writing only happy things. Normally I like to vacillate back and forth between writing funny stuff and then sad stuff.. But it’s Christmas time and who wants to hear sad stuff. I wish more folks in the world would just lighten up because it’s Christmas. I hope you’re enjoying a hot toddy with your guy and have that warm Christmasy feeling. Are you two are sitting on a couch enjoying each other’s company ? Yep, if I was there I would do a cannonball right in between you both just for laughs. The couch would go over backwards, and we would all pee our pants laughing . Just for the sake of conversation, you really CAN take me anywhere and I won’t embarrass you, I swear. You can trust me, I’m a guy. Guys never lie. Thank goodness it’s only 3:30 AM. My writing lamp must go out at 9 AM. I promised Joan I wouldn’t write all day like usual , because it’s Christmas. I already wrote a pretty good thing this morning but I can’t use it because it’s kind of sad. I absolutely love to write heart wrenching material. It’s extremely therapeutic. I rather would rather write that way most of all. Something inside of me needs to come out and be expressed and I give it free reign. However, you and I agreed that it’s Christmas, so let’s lay off the sad stuff. However on December 26, I’m gonna make you cry. It will be pitiful. Let me just cut to the chase Love.. Since I met you, I wanted you to be my friend very badly. I’m a very emotional chap. In so many ways, you are literally the answer to my prayer. I’ve never had a friend like you. This pen pal letter writing we do back-and-forth is amazing. I am literally obsessed . I too look forward to the day when you write letter number 100, and 200 and 600 and 1200 etc. I’m your friend for life if you’ll have me. If so, thanks for making a spot for me. I know that I’m a bit of a clown. I enjoy the way we tease each other back and forth in our letters. Teasing is dangerous because you never know for sure if you’re stepping on anybody’s toes. I swear I would never ever want to step on your toes. I can only avoid doing that with your guidance. Gen, I love the subtle way you steer me. I feel that it works both ways. I feel I steer you as well . How wonderful it is to be doing this with you . I know this was sudden, but I felt a friend connection with you almost immediately when we met online, strange but true. but I didn’t know how to express that and I didn’t want to say something to frighten you away. I’m beginning to feel safe in your friendship. I have to tell you that right now, I’m very very vulnerable. I tried to be funny in our letter writing but as an empathic person, I worry that I might’ve offended you somehow while I was trying to be funny. They say an empathetic person is always questioning themselves among other things. I feel a bit like the guy that does a high dive off of the bridge just to impress the girl with his stupidity. I value you so much my dear friend that I’m a little bit afraid I’m exposing you to my idiocy. I am scared of wrong first impressions. That’s only a tiny part of me . Maybe by next Christmas , I can prove there is more to me than silly .. while I am trying to dazzle you with my life. I know I’ve created the impression that you can’t take me anywhere but keep in mind, I was just trying to impress you with the silly behavior that made you feel that way. You and your guy and me and Joan can go out to dinner and I will be a perfect gentleman…………….. that is until you say something funny and make milk come out of my nose.. I’ve gotten just a little bit, to be thinking about Jesus lately. I’m not used to praying but I’m going to say a little prayer. Thank you Jesus, on this beautiful Christmas Day, for all of the wonderful people in my life. My wife and a few oh so dear cousins and other friends that I love . But, right now, Jesus, thank you for sending me Genevieve. It would break my heart to lose any of my friendships, but I would feel such hurt if I were to lose hers. Please preserve our perfect friendship and never take it away . I put so much faith in friendships . You can’t blame me Jesus, your friendship has been wonderful this year for me.

How did I do?

James, I think our friendship will last a very long time as long as we continue to accept each other the way we are. We don’t need to change; we don’t need to be someone else. Let’s just yak and have good fun.

Now go and have fun with Joan. Give her the rest of the day and have a blast. Maybe spread some rose petals in the kitchen to her bath and make her a bubble bath, then massage her with some lavender, jasmine or lilac scented oil.

Hug each other and watch some hilarious movie.

Wait….I am getting a hilarious movie list if you would like me to share this with you.

Have a lot of fun today, James!

Our previous letters between Love and James Edward Young: