April 10th
Dear Catherine and Vincent,
Writing a letter
like this is kind of hard for me. All the messages I ever send are on the
pipes, but for once this is a better way.
First of all, I
wanted to wish you a lot of happiness on your anniversary. Three
years -- sometimes it seems like it was just yesterday that you two
met, but sometimes it seems you’ve both been a part of our lives for as
long as I can remember. Well, all I know for sure is that what you have
is right and true and that it brings hope and happiness to all of
us. Maybe that sounds strange coming from me -- I know I don't say much
about things like this, but I do think about it -- and it's true.
I never told you,
but that night before Winslow died, I wasn't asleep and I heard what
he said. And I've never forgotten his words. He said that what's between
you two is something he'd never felt himself, but that seeing it, he knew
it was real, and that he believed in it,
That's what I feel,
too, what I believe whenever I see the two of you together. What
you have is something most people can only hope for but probably will never
know. But that's not something to feel sad about – because you give
us hope. To have seen everything you've gone through and to know
that nothing can destroy what you have, to have such proof that despite
everything, your love has only become stronger -- well, that's a reason
for hope to live in all of us, isn't it? You are living proof that dreams
can come true.
To me the most
beautiful music has always been the music of the pipes, people communicating
with one another, the voices of my family. Your love and faith are a part
of that music and that beauty, and it means a lot to all of us to know
that it will always be so.
Your friend,
Pascal