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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Spam (not the meat) (11/03/11)

TITLE: Love Notes and Too Many E-mails
By V. Joy Ocasio




Does this number scare you? Just wondering.

Because it scares me.

“Why did I let it get to this point?” I moan.

Personally, I blame Facebook. Every notification, message, and comment from the social media site goes straight to your email.

Facebook is Facebook stalking me.

An equally scary thought.

I find it highly unfair and insanely annoying that my spam box is only at sixty-three. Half the e-mails in this box should be in the spam box.

The fact that I never go through it all and move it to the spam box has nothing to do with the issue.

I spend half an hour just deleting e-mails. I’ve actually gotten pretty far. The ones I’m deleting now are about a year old. Some of the interesting ones grab me, and I stop to reread them. They take me back to a year ago, dragging me down a highway full of crazy, good, and bad memories.

These are messages from when I was engaged, and just before that, there are messages from the infamous break-up.

I don’t like to relive the latter.

Except for one message.

The one message that got us back together.

I can’t help myself. I go to the old mail box.

The old mail box, which is at a respectable thirty-eight messages, is where I keep messages that I’ll want for later.

I scroll down to the one I want.

Back when we were dating, my husband liked to e-mail me just as much as he liked to text or call me. However, his brother’s e-mail address was very similar to mine. So sometimes I would get an e-mail meant for his brother or he would get one meant for me. It could be rather funny at times.

And a little awkward.

Three months after the break-up, I was still withering in pain. I hadn’t seen it coming. I thought everything was fine between us. But when he ended things, it became apparent that everything was not fine. The day I found that e-mail in my inbox, well, an anvil could have landed in my bedroom and I wouldn’t have noticed.

I remember the questions that darted through my head. What could he possibly want to say to me? Why? What was he trying to do to me? Did he miss me? I had felt hope at the sight of the message and anger, too.

I had read the first two lines before realizing that it was meant for Peter, James’ brother. I knew that I should have stopped reading, but I couldn’t help myself…

I can’t get her out of my mind. I love her. I thought breaking up was the right thing to do. I just know what I’m like, Peter. I wanted her to have better than me. I fail so much. God knows how terrible I can be! I can’t even make the time to spend with God, and He is the love of my soul! How could I ever be a decent husband to a woman like her? Kate deserves better, but I can’t let go.

It hadn’t taken James long to figure out what had happened. The next day he came to see me about the e-mail. We had a very long talk. He confessed his fears, and told me how he really felt.

He asked if there was any way I could forgive him. And take him back.

In case you’re not catching on, I said yes.

One month later, we got engaged. One year later and here we are, happily married.

If James knew I was reading this, he would say, “You are such a silly, romantic sap.”

I’d say, “Yup, and you love it.”

He would then sweetly reply, “Baby, that’s because I love you.”

God has been so good to me!

And everyday I thank Him for silly things, like my overflowing e-mail.

Even if it is a pain to go through.

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C D Swanson 11/17/11
Awwww! I loved this! I was so hoping that they would get together. I found myself saying, "open and read that email!"

Nice Job! This was a good feeling entry. God Bless~
Jan Ackerson 11/17/11
On the off chance that any of this might be autobiographical, I feel like you'd like to know that you can turn off Facebook notifications so they don't go to your email!

Really fun story to read.
Deborah Rampona Oliver 11/17/11
I so enjoyed this piece!
Helen Curtis11/18/11
I do hope this is anecdotal! I loved this...and yes, there is a way of turning off ALL of FBs notifications! :-) Well done.
C D Swanson 12/01/11
Congratulations - you did a great job! God Bless~
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 12/01/11
This is a fun read and tugged at my heart. It seemed very realistic and God does great things like that.
Jan Ackerson 02/23/12
V. Joy, I'm going to feature this delightful story on the Front Page Showcase for the week of March 12. Look for it on the FaithWriters home page--and congratualtions!
Bea Edwards 03/13/12
Loved your article and the unique twist it had on an annoyance we all deal with!