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Like Letters Written in the Sand, Part Ten (Revised)
Anna-leis felt as if she were living a dream. They were now married, and something beautiful had resulted from something tragic. They had stopped running in opposite directions, and had run into each other’s arms. In Clarence’s arms, Anna-leis had found more than happiness. She had found joy, true joy. Despite losing her legs, her life was far from over. There were still moments of grief for Anna-leis, she missed her career, and although the phantom pains, burning, stinging pains were not as frequent as they had been, they still came at times.
Occasionally, Anna-leis let things get to her, she worried about what others thought of her, but Clarence helped her to view herself in a more positive light. Clarence was a positive influence on her in many ways. She had never imagined that he could love her so deeply.
Through small gestures, Clarence demonstrated his love for Anna-leis. There was a single red rose placed in a vase on the dining room table, a love poem read to her before they went to sleep, and on the occasions when she actually needed him, he was there for her. Their love was rare and real. Although they had disagreements, they had vowed not to go to bed angry with one another, so they were able to resolve things before going to sleep, they had seen too much to remain angry for too long.
