August 11, 4:54 PM

Elaine Jhonam,

Princess, I Love you with all my heart. Thank you Honey, for your Love.
“Thank you for Loving me.”
Baby, I have missed you so very much this past week or two. It seams as
though I have not been able to fill your heart, as I would like to do. I have really;
really tried today to keep the desire in my heart to see you, restrained.
Honey, I want you to feel it way down deep within your heart, my Love. I
want you to know without question------------I Love you. Please Mahsa, please
don’t have any doubts about the Love I have for you. Nobody understands the
Love I have for you. Their minds cannot comprehend how my heart has such
Love for you.
To be honest with you, I did not know what was happening to me either. Not
until I read the story of Layla and Majnun. Nobody could understand him either,
except the one he Loved. Everyone thought that he was a mad man.
Baby, he was a mad man, madly in Love with Layla. He had lost all his control
of reasoning, because his heart governed his actions and thoughts. His heart was
in so much ache and pain created by the longing to be with her, to Love her.
After the story of his and Layla’s life had ended, not one time did he have the
opportunity to touch her, to hold her, to kiss her lips. Yet he longed for her all
the days of his life, and she too. Even though her father would not let her marry
Majnun, but another man, she kept herself untouched until the day that she
could give herself to Majnun.
After Layla’s husband had died, she did what was the custom to do. She hid
herself in her tent, for which would have been two years that followed her husband’s
death. But before the two years had been fulfilled, she got ill and died.
But before her death, she requested one thing from her mother, that she
would bury her in her wedding gown. Her desire was that her and Majnun, if not
together here on earth, she would be ready and waiting for him in heaven, wearing
her wedding gown.
When Majnun had heard of her death, he went to her grave and there he
stayed, night and day, until his death. Even though her family didn’t want him
there, they could not touch him because of the wild animals that he had
befriended while living in the wilderness. The wild animals had made a circle
around him and had stayed there even after his death. Even until his flesh and
bones had turned back to the earth.
Honey, there is not a woman that I know of that is of such honor as Layla is,
than you. Honey, I want my Love for you to always be that of Majnun’s. Honey,
I don’t want to wait until I have only minutes, hours, or days left of our lives to
Love you.
If tomorrow I was able to come to your house every day and night and Love
you, or Love you by spending time with you by shopping at the mall doll store,
the grocery store, holding hands as we walk, dancing in the moonlight, having
you put your head on my shoulder as we take drives in the car, holding you on
my lap, running errands for you, being there for you, giving you strength, as you
are there for your friends, family, and your children, or taking tours of different
countries------------and we both lived another twenty years------------I would not
still have enough days left to Love you, to saturate your heart with my Love.
After twenty years, I feel like I had only begun.
Honey, I Love you with all my heart.
Mahsa, I have told you over and over again, how you have been there for your
children, your brothers, your sister, your Mom and Dad, your Father, and your
friends. Everyday you have been there------------Nurturing the needs of those that
you Love, mine included. Babe, let me Nurture your needs for a change.
Let me Love you. Let me fill your heart with my Love. Let me give you
strength. I won’t stop until I see the radiant glow on your face, and I may not
stop then. Seeing that glow, lets me know that I have only just begun. Let me
massage your feet, your hands, your arms and legs. Let me massage your back and
shoulders. Let me kiss you all over your face; your forehead, your eyebrows, your
cheekbones, your jawbones, your chin, your neck and shoulders, your lips and
your beautiful nose.
Honey, you need to be Nurtured and your strength replenished daily, so you
can Nurture those that need you so much in their lives; namely Monty, Samantha,
Meghan, and Desiree.
Honey, I want to be that ONE that Nurtures your strength back. I want to be
the ONE that puts that glow on your face. I want to be the ONE that Loves you.
Princess, I Love you with all my heart.

Always and Forever,
Your Love
Jonathan Jhonam

Thank you Honey, for your Love. “Thank you for Loving me.”
Baby, I Love you.
By Mohamad Rezar
Love letter From
GOD's Pearl of Great Price
pages 132 & 133
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