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My Crissy,

Today is your birthday and I thank God for the Divine Grace which brought you into the World and into my World so that April’s sweet and happy dawn is still more beautiful for me now and forever.

You came robed in flowers as Nature awoke to hail the Sun which God sent to give light, life and hope to all His creation.

This morning I was so happy to receive your dear, sweet letter No. 1. How many nice, dear and wonderful things you manage to say to me in just a few lines!

Just think when you are alone that my spirit is always with you; that there is a being who is completely yours, who feels with you, who exists just for you and who only wants to go on living to love and adore you and make you happy for ever. Here in Paris I feel lost.

I think about you all the time and everything I see seems temporary and fleeting as if they will only be able to exist and become reality again when you are with me. I can no longer have any joys or interests unless you are there to share them with me. Without you they mean nothing to me any more.

Don’t think that I am ungrateful for the Divine goodness and benevolence to which I owe so much, to which I owe everything. But God has given me this Eternal and Almighty Love and I feel He has done it for my good and I dare to think for yours. Perhaps more than anything he wanted me to find in you my Angel of redemption and salvation.

I have been out a bit today too but it was very cold. Tomorrow I leave for London.

At dinner today I met some old Spanish friends again: The Duke and Duchess of Peneranda and the Marquis and Marchioness of Viana. They gave me their best wishes and said they hoped to be able to give me their felicitations soon! The Duchess of Peneranda, who owns the most beautiful pearls in Europe, was wearing a string of them, all as big as cherries!!

But to get back to you, my blessed Angel, you who are worth more than all the pearls in the world, I want you to know that I miss you so much and that I need you to make me complete, to live, to become what I really feel I could be.

But just thinking of you gives me a feeling of tender sweetness, a light in the darkness, a joie de vivre that uplifts me and keeps me from what would otherwise be a profound sadness.

I love and adore you, praying and thanking God over and over again for your Love.

Your Wizard