Jefferson (lookingforgrace) wrote in valarcomm, @ 2013-01-06 13:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | jefferson (the mad hatter), oliver wood |
Email to Oliver Wood
Dear Mr. Wood,
I hope you'll pardon my intrusion in this situation, as we don't know each other very well. But recently, I spent some time with Alice, before she got sick, and above all else, she talked about you and your situation. I would respectfully ask that you not take her to task for telling me what's going on, as she's extremely worried about you.
She told me that basically, you face the possibility of losing a limb, and you've decided, in lieu of that, to simply ... let go.
I speak up because while I've never been in that situation, I have been in the situation of losing a loved one. And never mistake the fact that Alice loves you. I don't know how, or in what capacity, but I've seen the look in her eyes when she speaks of you. And her life would be immeasurably darker without you in it.
My wife died of bone cancer in March. I was in Alice's position. Sitting next to the bedside, helpless to do anything to alleviate the mental and emotional pain that my loved one was going through. I don't know if you've ever been in that situation yourself, Mr. Wood, but I assure you it is agonizing. Heart-wrenching. And there's only so much you can do to even tell your loved one that you're there for them, that you love them. I don't know what you're feeling and I could not presume to know, but I know what I feel when I think of Caroline and how she apologized for leaving me. I'll never forget her face until the day I die.
I certainly don't imagine that I'll change your mind, nor do I think I have the right to order you around, but all I would ask is that you think of Alice, if not your parents and other friends who care for you. I couldn't get any more time with Caroline, but if you can bring yourself to hope, Alice may get more time with you. Please, if nothing more than a courtesy to a relative stranger, think on that.
I apologize for my presumption, but I couldn't stand by. Think what you will of me, but please, if only for Alice's sake, think more of her. And fight.
Yours respectfully,
Jefferson Chapelier