Dear Alaya
I write the following with a pounding heart and trembling hands.
Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde's court response is one I hold dearly. "It is in this century misunderstood, so much misunderstood that it may be described as "the love that dare not speak its name," and on that account of it I am placed where I am now. It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection. There is nothing unnatural about it."
Love is the highest gift. To deny anyone from receiving such a gift is an enemy to humanity, no all life. My mother loved my father very much and I was a direct result of their love. If my future includes love, to have something so bold, so beautiful it would not be shunned in our lives. It would be embraced with open arms.
Although the House Of Lords had the sense to remove the "acts of gross indecency" between women from "Criminal Law Amendment Act" my mother worries about my future and safety. I must finish my education. My education, used to its fullness, is a conduit for financial independence and freedom.
I take pride in being a "New Woman" and my hearts long for a Boston Marriage described in "The Bostonians" by Henry James. I want to share my life with my future Olive.
I fear my opinion might have stepped over the line, but my honesty on the subject is dear to my heart.
I am anxious that you have read everything and toss this into the bin. I am afraid I have lost you as a friend.
My heart and friendship are in your hands.
Fiona
