I was a 26-year-old with my little sister and I decided to travel the Greek Islands for a week. You, a 24-year-old, had also come on vacation before starting your second year of medical studies.
Both, I didn't spare Mojitot in those days when we set sail to Mykono. We jumped, enjoyed the sunset, and didn't realize how soon the evening was coming. I don't remember anything that had happened, but we had ended up alone on the island with alcohol, drunkenness. No cell phones, no passports.
We were strangers in those moments, but after 2 days full of emotions, stress and a lot of passion, we felt something special about each other.
You changed my path forever. You changed me!
When I came to Greece, I was married and came back with the idea of getting divorced if I wanted to be the man I dreamed of. Things do not go the way we want them to. I think you felt guilty about our situation and chose to let me go from your life.
I want you to know that every worthwhile decision I have made since that day has been responsible and filled with peace. I got divorced, wrote a book about everything that happened in Mykono, quit my job and traveled for a year and a half. I moved to Seattle (where I always wanted to live), found a life partner and had a baby with him.
You are the beginning of all these things that have happened to me, because nothing would have been possible if our fortunes had not been crossed 7 years ago. I am and will always be grateful, I wish you knew this. I always knew you were the right one, so please don't regret anything!
Note: This letter is adapted from The Guardian
