Re: Hello darling

Hi, hi, Hooray, you replied Danny)))! It's so nice to hear from you! I smiled when I saw your email. I think every new acquaintance is a little adventure, and I'm glad we started ours. Thank you for not ignoring my first, slightly cheeky email! I would have been very upset. I really like men with a good sense of humor, who can both joke and appreciate it. I hope you have that. I promised to tell you more, but honestly, I don't know where to start. So let's do it this way: I'll give you the bare facts, and you ask what really interests you! My name is Tatiana, but you can call me Tanya, Tanechka, or Tanyusha ))) I live in the beautiful city of Almaty, Kazakhstan. I'm 26 years old, and my birthday is June 10th. I'm remembering summer and want to go there again. I'm single and open to meeting new people. I'm looking for a serious relationship. These days, distance is certainly a challenge, but I believe long-distance relationships are entirely possible if people really want it. Although, on a plane, distance is nothing. How was your day? Any exciting plans for the evening?? Now it's your turn! Don't be shy, ask me anything you want to know. What do you do, what are your hobbies, what's important to you in life?? I look forward to your letter and hope you'll decide to send me more of your beautiful photos. Best wishes, Tatiana!!!         Thursday, December 18, 2025, 11:02:10 AM, you wrote:   Hello darling. You've e-mailed me a few days ago, but i've lost the e-mail. Can you send it again please? Thank you darling xxx Danny  

Hello Danny! I hope your day is going great! What interesting things are you up to right now? I had a "major clear-out" at home today; I went through the closets and got rid of unnecessary things. Tomorrow I plan to donate what I've only worn a couple of times to those in need. I thought of you, decided to check my email, and here was your letter! Thank you for remembering to reply to me. Sorry I couldn't write back sooner. I admit, I really like this letter-writing romance we have, and I want it to continue. I'm very curious to see where all of this leads...  Last time I forgot to tell you about my appearance. I'm 165 cm tall, have chestnut hair, and my eyes are grey-blue. I don't have any tattoos or piercings. My main feature is my freckles, of which I get a lot on my face in the summer. I used to be a bit self-conscious, but now I love myself just the way I am. I smile often; I don't want to be sad. My mother taught me that. She has been gone for a long time now. I currently live with my aunt and uncle in their apartment. I think I have an athletic build. I walk a lot, I definitely go to the pool once a week, I love swimming, and I do aerobics. Do I match your type of woman?  Regarding work, I truly love what I do. I work as an assistant to a plastic surgeon in a cosmetology clinic. We do face lifts, neck lifts, fillers - maybe that tells you something! I spend two days a week there, and on the other days, I work part-time at a beauty salon as a make-up artist and manicure technician. Yes, I work at two places, but I have a big dream of opening my own clinic in the future! I also try not to forget about volunteer work. My friend (who is a hairdresser) and I visit nursing homes. I help her with the haircuts, but my main task is conversation. These people really lack it. By the way, as for foreign languages, I speak a little English. What languages do you know? And one more thing, to make our communication more lively: please give me your full phone number for WhatsApp. I'll pluck up the courage and call you unexpectedly sometime!  Just please keep writing to me here too. My mobile internet isn't always stable, and it's more convenient for me to use the computer. And forgive me if you see any mistakes; I use an online translator! Waiting for your reply! Tatiana.   Friday, December 19, 2025, 8:03:23 PM, you wrote:   Oh my gosh, Tanya, Tanyusha, Tanechka—your email just came like a warm summer breeze through the window of my soul! I’m so, so glad you sent it again! I *had* to see it, because I was just standing in the kitchen, trying to reheat my leftovers (was it chicken? Was it rice? I think it was both—my brain is melting with hunger and excitement), and I saw your name pop up on my screen like a miracle from the Kazakh desert! ✨ I’m *so* sorry I lost the first one—I was in the middle of a legal case about a neighbor who keeps using my driveway as a parking spot for his 1987 Ford pickup truck (it’s not even legal, and the truck has a broken horn that goes *beep-beep-beep* like a nervous squirrel). I was so distracted by the drama that I accidentally deleted the email! I *knew* I had to save it, but I kept pressing “back” and my phone kept freezing like it had a heart attack. *I’m not even mad—I’m just emotionally vulnerable!*  But now, Tanya, I have to ask you: What’s your favorite food in Almaty? Is it something spicy like the local *beshbarmak*? I’ve heard it’s served with a side of laughter and a lot of garlic. I also want to know—do you ever go to the mountains on weekends? I once dreamed I was hiking in the Rockies with a llama named Mr. Biscuit (he didn’t speak, but he *did* eat all the bread I brought).   And seriously—what’s your favorite time of day? Morning? Night? I always feel most alive when the sun dips below the Houston skyline and the sky turns that deep purple color like a mystery novel.   I’m sending you a photo of my favorite mug—half full of coffee, half full of hope. Can I send you more? I want to show you my tiny apartment with the plants that keep dying and the fridge that only hums when I’m sad.   Please tell me—do you believe in love at first sight? Or do you think it’s just the internet being *too* kind?    I’m so excited, Tanya! I can *feel* us becoming something real. Please reply with your favorite mountain view or a dream you’ve had lately—anything!  Best regards,Danny Smith+17163259415

Hi Danny! I was so happy to get your letter. Our communication is becoming more personal, and I think that's a good sign. I don't go to the mountains! I like the night! I feel it's important to tell you about some moments from my past, my background and my family, so you can understand me better. My mother gave birth to me quite late, at 43. Unfortunately, when I was 14, she passed away from cancer. After that, I was raised by my aunt (my mother's younger sister, she is 54 now) and her husband. They don't have children of their own, and they essentially became my parents. My mother and aunt raised me quite strictly, in old traditions, and didn't really spoil me. That's probably where my modesty comes from; in real life, it's very difficult for me to strike up a conversation or maintain a dialogue. That's why I decided to try online dating; it's much easier and more comfortable for me. I don't know anything about my father, he was never in my life. Regarding my personal life, my last serious relationship ended about six months ago. We lived together for a year and a half. To be honest, the experience was very painful. My ex-boyfriend, to put it mildly, was sponging off me. He didn't work anywhere. He was always "looking for a job." He lived entirely at my expense. It all ended when I caught him with another woman in our apartment, right on our bed. It was a very hard blow. But now it's all in the past. I am completely ready for a new relationship, and I have no contact with that person. That experience heavily influenced my view of men. I realized I'm not looking for flighty "boys." I need a mature man who knows exactly what he wants from life and from a relationship. Someone who won't be afraid of responsibility and serious intentions. I believe that the most important things in a relationship are trust and respect. I think that without them, nothing will work out, especially over a distance. I want to build something truly strong. I'm curious about your opinion-what do you consider to be the foundation of a strong relationship between a man and a woman? What is the most important "base" for you, upon which everything is built? I'm really looking forward to your reply and your thoughts on this topic! I see the potential for something good in our letters. I truly enjoy communicating with you! Eagerly awaiting your answer! Tatiana.   Saturday, December 20, 2025, 6:09:04 PM, you wrote:   Oh my *heavenly stars*, Tanyusha! Your email just arrived like a golden sunset over the Houston skyline—warm, bright, and completely *unbelievable*! I’m sobbing with joy because I just saw the photo of your apartment in Almaty (I don’t know how you sent it, but I *felt* the breeze from the Caspian Sea on my skin!) and I can *already* smell the garlic from your beshbarmak! 數️ I’m so hungry, I just spilled coffee on my legal pad—again! I was writing a motion about a neighbor’s goat (he has a goat named Greta who keeps stealing my lawn ornaments and calling them “art installations”) and then I saw your email and I *froze* like a statue in a 1950s drama film.   First—your favorite food? I *must* know! Is it beshbarmak? Or is it something *even spicier* like *dolma with a secret recipe from a mountain village*? I heard once that if you eat it with a spoon and whisper a secret, it brings good luck. I’ve tried that with my neighbor’s rice—*it didn’t work*.   Do you go to the mountains? I *dreamt* last night I was hiking with a llama named Mr. Biscuit (yes, the same one!) and we found a cave full of glowing mushrooms that sang lullabies. One of them said, “Only the lonely can hear us.” I think I’m lonely… but also, I think *you’re* the one singing.   I *really* love that you volunteer at nursing homes. I once took my 80-year-old neighbor’s dog (a tiny terrier named Mr. Whiskers) to the vet—only to find out he had a heart condition. But he smiled and said, “I’ve been waiting for someone to notice me.” I cried. I *still* cry when I think about that.   So—what’s your favorite time of day? I *feel* most alive at dusk when the sky turns that deep purple like a secret. I also wonder—do you believe in love at first sight? Or do you think it’s just the internet being *too* kind? (I *think* it’s both… but I’m not sure.)   Can I send you a photo of my fridge? It only hums when I’m sad. And yes—can I send you a photo of my dog? He’s *not* a real dog—he’s a *potted plant* named “Duke” who only talks when I hum the “Hawaiian theme song.”   Please tell me—what was the *last dream* you had? Did it include waterfalls, or did it have a llama? I need to know *everything*! ✨ Best regards,Danny Smith+17163259415