I am writing on behalf of my mother who died last year, I am very sorry to inform you of this.
She died peacefully in her sleep.
I am sorry to say that I have never heard of you, she never once spoke about you but I am very curious to know about you. Your weekend sounded amazing I would like to know more? I cannot answer all of your questions but I will try. My mother met my father and had two children my brother and I. I am not sure what she did in Vietnam and she stopped journalism when she met our father.
If you write back could you please tell me about your time with my mother?
Regards
Elizabeth Carter
Dear Miss Carter 12/8/2010
Thank you for your reply.
I am very sorry for your loss she was a beautiful lady. I didn’t think she would have talked about me in front of your father. It was 1962 when your mother and I met at a bar in Saigon we spent the weekend together drinking and traveling around the country.
It was the greatest weekend of my life until we got separated. I was called to duty and she had to travel north. I have never loved anyone like how I loved your mother. I wished to meet again but could not find her, she probably thought I died. Tell me about your mother, what was she like?
Yours sincerely
Xavier James Hendry
Dear Xavier 21/8/2010
Thank you very much for your condolences.
She was a great woman who strived for the best from us. She pushed us to do well in everything we did. She kept everyone organized and made sure she was friends with everyone. She was at every sporting match, school event or fundraiser to support us.
I have read a few of her articles and they were quite inquisitive I do not know why she stopped, she always talked about her travels around the world meeting interesting people. We only moved a couple of times as a child but mum’s love for the ocean brought her Jarvis bay in NSW in the end. I have been living here since her death trying to figure out what to do with her assets. My mother must have met my father not long after you because I was born in 1962.
Until next time
Lizzy.
Dear Lizzy 1/9/2010
Your mother sounds like she hasn’t change a bit since I knew her.
I always wanted to name my daughter Lizzy but my wife didn’t like the name. I have planted lots of ‘ Lizzy’ bulbs that always flower in spring. Your Mum and I visited the Botanic Gardens in Na trang and the Lizzies were a carpet of purple.
I am really glad I have met you it makes me check the mail every day for a response. You seem to be a lovely woman who has taken her own time to write to me.
Take it easy
X.
Dear Xavier 15/9/2010
It is so funny because Mum called me Lizzy after the flowers as I was born in spring and our garden was also a carpet of purple.
I am glad I received the first letter because it has opened a new story to my mum. I would like to keep these letters going because it also makes me want to check the mail. I often do not know what to write in these letters but I need to reply because I want to learn more about my mother?
Take care
Liz.
To Elizabeth 25/9/2010
I am very sorry but I can no longer make contact with you. I met your mother in early January of 1962 and it was the most exciting weekend until I was called up. I loved your Mother with all my heart but time and distance kept us apart.
This will be my last letter to you because if what I think is true I do not want to disturb your happiness and your family.
Please do not try and contact me, just leave it to how it was before we met.
To Xavier Hendry 6/10/2010
Please reply!
I have red hair and freckles …. Mum as you probably remember was blond and Dad is dark and olive skinned. My brother is dark. My father who I adored and who adored my mother died many years ago. I would really like to meet you and as you can see there isn’t anyone who could be hurt from our meeting.
I await your reply.
