It seems things between my parents were not always acrimonious. As.I sequenced their correspondence chronologically I was able to see a trajectory of feelings mostly told through my mothers voice as my father did not begin saving his letters until after my mother had left Lima for good. This December 1966 letter was written 6 months after their wedding as my mother was transiting through Miami to spend Christmas with her family in Philadelphia "My dear sweetheart" my mother writes" Im sure Ive never been so sad - or ever cried! when taking off on an airplane before. I kept looking at you and waving out the window - and you looked so cute . . . Oh sweetheart Im so happy to be in love with you. I guess that is partially what I was beginning to talk about last night probably the biggest change that has taken place in me since our marriage is discovering the hard way what it is to love somebody. Of course Im sure I still dont even really know - I hope I will learn soon so I dont cause you any more problems. It gets me so upset when I think of all the grief I have caused you and how good you have been to me - and faithful too in spite of everything.
I dont think I want to fly Avianca anymore - I just wasnt satisfied with the service . . . "
This is #PreciousStranger in which I combine family archive and my own contemporary photographs of Peru to create a family album of a magical kingdom that never was but might be. For Instagram I am including more archival material and less of my own photography to share with you a deeper backstory than I elucidate in the book. If this speaks to you please follow along as I retrace the mystery of my history.
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