Sherlock, my love,
I do believe it is a brilliant idea to use these letters as a way of helping you sort things out. And just so you know, you did make me smile with what you wrote. As for you staying with me last weekend, it was no problem. You're welcome to stay whenever you need or want to. And yes, I did call you a cheeky bugger! I am sorry to hear that things are difficult with your family right now. I couldn't imagine what you all must be going through. Give my regards to them, please.
There hasn't been much going on with me lately. It's honestly been pretty boring without your cases and experiments. I had brunch with Meena this morning and I went to see John and Rosie. I'd tell you about work but there haven't been any interesting autopsies. I'm probably boring you right now.
I think it's sweet of you to want to learn things about each other the old fashioned way, so to speak. Deduction has its merits, but it's more rewarding to learn rather than observe. So, I was wondering, if you're not busy, if you would like to come over for dinner? It's fine if you don't want to; I know domestic situations aren't exactly your thing. I just figured I would offer.
I see that 221B is being restored. I was so worried when I had heard about the explosion that day. I stopped by there to see you but Mrs. Hudson said you were meeting with Mycroft. She's been supervising the work being done there. Your violin was found in nearly mint condition with the exception of a couple of strings that had popped. I may have taken it to get fixed; I know how much you love music. Anyway, I hope you're doing well. Feel free to call or text whenever you need to talk; I don't care if it's two in the morning.
This may be a bit cheesy, but I read something that reminded me of you:
'Of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you.'
With all my love,
Molly xxx