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Why Can’t We Have More Friendships?

Replying to letter #19 from James Edward Young-Childhood Memories

1976 with Sis in my prized Little Red Firetruck, Author, Love

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 stomach ache 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!

Replying to various letters from James Edward Young.

December 22, 2023

Dear James,

I wanted to let the world know that I must be the luckiest girl in the world. It is 0928 a.m. and I have received three long letters from you already and a gift of a beautiful poem!!!

Friendship is no joke.

When you take a dive into a friendship, you need to accept that you are in a relationship with someone, a friend, and it takes two for the friendship dance to occur.

Why don’t people have friends?

Why do we have a lot of lonely people out there?

Very much like a romantic relationship, a marriage, an engagement, or a promise, it takes an enormous amount of time to build a friendship and understand each other’s expectations of the relationship.

A friendship is very similar to a romantic love affair, you know. It does require an attitude of full acceptance, devotion, and a willingness to accept each other without judgement.

James, I know you are a devoted friend. Look at all the surprises I am getting from you this morning. I am sharing a few letters you already sent me.

James, you wrote me early this morning:

Fri, Dec 22, 2023, at 5:45 AM James Young <[email protected]> wrote:

Good morning love. I wanted to send you something for Christmas. I was going to joke around and tell you I was going to buy you a mink coat and a case of Chivas Regal. I thought instead, I would send you a picture I took beautiful white rose. I thought it would be a nice Christmas present for you. You don’t need to water and it will last forever. You could frame it and hang it on the wall right over that spot on the wall. I know you can get pictures of white roses everywhere but not one of them is going to be exactly like this one. This one is special and its unique. Just like you are love. Special and unique I have no idea if you would be like to see yourself through someone else’s eyes, but I’m going to give it a go anyway. You are such a perfect rose, who you are and your heavenly scent, your heart filled with love for those lucky enough to be in your life. You are such a strong woman. Without going into detail, such a strong woman. Smart as a whip, I love a smart woman. I take a deep breath and blow it out slowly through pursed lips as I try to choke back my emotions of how proud of you I am.Let’s be friends forever.

Not too long ago, I wish I could remember the date, you were like the answer to my prayer, literally. Quite frankly, I was aching so bad for a friend like you.. Someone I could talk to immediately . I feel like I’ve known you all my life. We have minds that are like in so many ways that I haven’t even had a chance to tell you yet. I believe a friend can and should propose his offer of a loving friendship like I did to you. I need your friendship dear Genevieve. Thank you for being my friend. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me writing you a love letter either. When it be nice if every person on earth wrote a letter to a loving friend saying you are important. You make me feel warm and comfortable and accepted and that is huge for me. You’re probably up there in the cold country sleeping inside of a hollowed-out moose but I want you to know that you are right here by this imaginary fire. Please accept this beautiful rose as a gesture of friendship and love from me to you on this time of the year. Merry Christmas love and thank your man for letting me muse occasionally at his expense. I never mean offense so there’s absolutely no need for him to beat me up again. The broken ribs on my left side are just beginning to knit. You never ever mentioned that he was an MMA champion, and his specialty was kicking the manure out of, well — me.

Then you wrote me a poem and included a very white rose. (I just melted…, still melting…)

MERRY CHRISTMAS LOVE

(Dedicated to Love)

I have a friend so perfect she’s like a perfect Rose I want to tell the world so everybody knows but then again, to my chagrin, if she got lured away I’d beg her to come back

So you see James I feel like that little girl in my precious little red firetruck. Driving that little firetruck through any mountain—well, I thought they were mountains—through any pavement, and just to pick up and take my little sister in the back of that firetruck was just an amazing feeling of accomplishment. I would use my paper cup phoneline hooked to the truck to have my sister call me and pick her up from her bedroom door to the living room and outside.

It felt like I had a Cadillac and went to go pick up my Sis. Two hours later, Batman shows up.

This is my brother, Batman.

Per my parents, Batman needs his bat mobile, and I needed to give up my little red firetruck because no one says no to the male child of the generation. Our Batman got everything he wanted, including my little red firetruck!!!

WHAT! For his Batmobile!!!

I hope this does not go viral. I would hate for him to see himself on a viral post, in his undies!!! HAHAHA!!! Sorry bro, I needed your pic for this very sad story of losing my firetruck!!!

Well, being the baby of the family. And the only MALE of the generation. No question asked or I get an ass whooping.

I can remember so clearly my mom just saying under her breath, "Just look at me wrong and you are going to get it, give your brother his bat mobile!”

I just had my Cadillac of a firetruck for two whole hours and had to give the truck to my brother, Batman over here.

And that was the end of my driving days.

Well…. he lost a wheel and a dent showed up one day and all the chains were taken apart…. hmmm. “I don’t know mom; I don’t know who would do that!”

Youngest brother, Batman 1976 by Author Love

James,

So, I compare the euphoria I remember having when I had my little red firetruck to the excitement, I feel each time I receive your letters. It’s such a magical moment!

Can you just imagine all the stories we could tell about our childhood, our adult lives, good or bad, and still have someone you can share the memory with, without judgement.

Thank you for the gift of Friendship this Christmas holiday, James. It is more than I could ever ask for from our universe.

Why do people not write poems anymore to each other?

How about letters to each other?

Hey, look at us, letter #19 now.

To many more little red firetruck moments with you, James!!!

To every reader who stumbles across our unique friendship:

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

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