In September 2010, shortly after coming into The Church, J and I did Marriage Encounter. We wrote in our notebooks, did the exercises, wrote the “love letters”. I was going through a drawer and found all that stuff that I had saved. I had planned to throw it out. Then I read what J wrote to me. And I could not toss them, at least not just yet. But it is painful to consider that lack of communication in our marriage. One cannot talk when one is asleep.