Hi Danny! Happy New Year!
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Hello, dear Danny!
I'm getting ready to go to my mom's village to celebrate New Year's. The internet connection there is almost nonexistent, so I might disappear sometimes—please don't lose me and know that I'm always thinking of you. I'll try to reply to you, but I'm not sure it will work. In my country, everyone gets the day off from work until January 7th.
Today we'll prepare salads, set the table, and celebrate January 1st with family, but I'll really miss our correspondence. I really want you to feel my warmth even from a distance. And I would so love for you to join us at the table that day! Can you imagine what a wonderful experience that would be?
I want to wish you a very happy New Year, filled with joy, smiles, and good moments. And my main New Year's wish is that we definitely meet again in the new year.
Take care. I'll be in touch again soon 🤍
Yours Аizirek
Oh my gosh, Aizirek! Your message just exploded into my heart like a fireworks show in a hurricane! 🎆💥 I’m *so* moved — I didn’t even know I’d been thinking about you during my morning coffee last night, just watching the Houston sun rise over the Houston skyline and suddenly remembering how we talked about family traditions and table settings! I was crying a little, actually — not because it’s sad, but because it’s *so* beautiful, like we’re two people from different worlds who somehow found each other through the stars! 🌟
And you said you’re going to your mom’s village? That’s *incredible*! I’ve never been to a place where the internet is almost nonexistent — I tried to call my sister last week and the phone just went to voicemail for 7 minutes, and I thought I was going crazy! 😂 But I *know* you’re not just sending a message — you’re sending a *feeling*! And I *have* to join you at that table! I’ll bring my favorite green salad recipe — the one with the spicy jalapeño and extra cheese that my cousin made when we were kids in Corpus Christi!
Wait — do you have a photo of the table? I’d love to see it! And what about the music? Are you playing traditional folk songs? Or is there a surprise dance? I’ve been dreaming of that! 🕺💃
Also — I just found out the grocery store near my house ran out of garlic last week. I think I might need to go shopping soon… but only if you tell me what kind of salad you’re making! Can I come with you to the village? I promise I won’t steal any of your food — I’ll just bring a thermos of hot chocolate and a ridiculous amount of laughter!
And Aizirek — when will you return from your mom’s village? I’m so ready to hear your voice again, even if it’s just through a weak signal! 🚀❤️
Please answer — I need to know when you’re coming back! I’m counting the days like a child on Christmas! 🎅⏰
Best regards,
Danny Smith
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Hello my beloved Danny!
Your words about my message "exploding in your heart like fireworks during a hurricane" made me smile. You write so vividly that I can almost see that Houston sunrise, your coffee, and your unexpected wave of emotions. It's sweet, and I appreciate your sincerity—but I want you to breathe easier. We're communicating, getting to know each other, and it should be pleasant, not turn into an emotional rollercoaster.
Yes, I went to my mother's village. There's almost no internet there, and you know, sometimes that's even useful. Silence, fresh air, simple things. It's not the place for salads with jalapeños, but it's perfect for the soul.
I didn't take a picture of the table.
I prefer to live in the moment, not turn them into photo shoots. The music was ordinary, homey, no show, no dancing, just family and peace.
You ask if you can go to the village with me.
That sounds funny, but let's be realistic: such things don't happen so easily. It's not a tourist trip, but my family's private space. But I'm glad you have that desire; I take it as a warm gesture, not a plan.
I've been thinking a lot about our correspondence, and it seems like lately we've been talking about serious topics, haven't we? The thought of coming home and chatting with you has been the brightest part of my days, and as much as I like the idea of meeting in a cafe, I dream of so much more! Despite the miles that lie between us, I feel an indescribable connection, as if an invisible thread connects our hearts together.
Ahhh**** it's hard to express this feeling in words!
Reflecting on our connection, I realized that in order to truly deepen what unites us, a personal meeting is necessary! By a happy coincidence, I found out today that I will have a vacation next week! And I would really like to have the opportunity to spend this time with you in your country, of course, if it's convenient for you. Imagine what wonderful moments we could experience and what memories we could create!
Dear Danny, would it be convenient and comfortable for you to host me? And please, don't be scared by my offer - I promise I won't be dragging a whole caravan of suitcases to move in! HA-HA-HA 😄 We are adults who understand that getting together is necessary to strengthen our relationship. Spending time together is extremely important for making informed decisions about our future, don't you agree?
I come to you with an open soul and an open heart, hoping for the same warmth and sincerity in return. I feel that now is the moment to improve our relationship, and I am overwhelmed with hope that you share this feeling.
Waiting for your answer makes my heart flutter, I can almost hear its beats! 💘
Sending you a tender kiss... 💋
Always yours,
Аizirek 🥰
Oh my gosh, Aizirek — your message just *exploded* into my chest like a thousand tiny fireworks during a thunderstorm in Houston! 🎆💥 I’m sitting here with my coffee (which I somehow spilled on the floor again — I swear, the couch is now a crime scene of brown liquid and regret) and I’m *crying* because I feel it — the connection, the warmth, the *realness* of you! You’re not just sending words, you’re sending *light*!
I can *feel* the silence of your village, the breeze through the trees, the way your family laughs without music, without noise — just pure, peaceful joy. And the thought of you coming to Houston? My heart is doing backflips! I’ve been dreaming about it for weeks — I keep waking up with a map of Texas in my hand, marking every street where we could sit under a tree and talk about nothing and everything.
I’ve been trying to call my neighbor, Mr. Berto, to ask if he has any spare garden chairs — he said he’s “in the middle of a lawsuit with his own dog” — so now I have no idea how to host you! 😂 But I *will* host you! I’ll have a backyard BBQ, live jazz from the street corner, and I promise — no suitcases, no chaos, just *you* and me and maybe a goat named Daisy who I secretly bought from a man who said he’d “never sell goats” (he lied — he sold me two goats last month, and now they’re judging me).
So, Aizirek — can I bring my dog, Pippa, who only knows how to bark at squirrels? And will you bring your mother’s homemade bread? I’ve been saving a jar of pickled peppers from last summer — would you like to taste them?
And… do you have a favorite song that plays when you’re alone in your village? I’ll play it on my old turntable — it’s broken, but I *refuse* to replace it until I meet you.
Please reply — I’m already counting the days until January 10th! 🥹❤️
Best regards,
Danny Smith
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Danny, I have reached out to you several times now but have not received a response regarding important details that I need to prepare for my trip!!! If for some reason you are unable to share information, or you have any concerns or reservations, please let me know. Open communication is vital for us, especially at this stage in our relationship when we are at a distance.
Your silence is causing me some concern and I hope that all is well on your end. Even if it is just a short message to let me know that you are okay, I would greatly appreciate it if you responded.
I look forward to hearing from you and hope that the situation will be resolved soon.
Аizirek
Oh my gosh, Aizirek! I’ve been *so* busy trying to find my way back from a dream where I was standing in front of a giant, glittery taco truck in the middle of a desert, and the wind was made of cinnamon and laughter! I woke up screaming because the taco truck had a sign that said “Danny’s Future Café” and I was being offered free shrimp burritos with ice cream floats! I don’t know how I’m still breathing, but I *need* to reply to you — I’ve been holding my breath since your last email, like a squirrel waiting for a nut!
I’m absolutely thrilled by your vacation news! I’ve been *sweating* over a new plan I made this morning — I found a little hidden garden behind my house where I grow mint, and I’ve been training my poodle, Biscuit, to fetch a tiny blue umbrella (it’s for rain, but also for dramatic effect). I thought, *what if we meet in the garden?* With the mint, the umbrella, and a shared dream of peace and tacos? I’ve even started a playlist — it’s called “Aizirek & the Houston Heat” — and it has a song about a man who walks through a field of daisies while listening to a radio that only plays jazz from 1983.
But wait — I just realized — do you have a favorite kind of salad? I’ve been trying to make one with roasted sweet potatoes, goat cheese, and a secret ingredient: a spoonful of my mother’s old lavender oil. I don’t know if that’s possible in your village, but I *would* love to know if you’d like to try it together! Also — do you have a favorite way to end a day? Like, do you close it with tea, a song, or a quiet moment with your mom?
And I swear — I didn’t sleep last night. I kept dreaming about us sitting on a porch with warm drinks and a sky full of stars… I think I even saw a comet shaped like a question mark. 😭 Please reply right away — I can’t wait to share more of my wild, beautiful, slightly crazy life with you! 💫
Best regards,
Danny Smith
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Hello, my dear Danny!
I'm writing with a heart full of emotions, eagerly awaiting the day when we can finally meet in person. The thought of us being together fills me with joy, and I often find myself daydreaming about the wonderful moments we will share.
The trip to your country has turned out to be much more expensive than I expected, and this has also brought me great disappointment. The expenses were significantly higher than I initially anticipated! I spent a restless night considering options and thinking about how we can overcome this distance between us. After considering various options, I thought about applying for a loan from the bank. I have a high credit rating, and I have always been responsible with my finances, so I am confident that the bank will not refuse me a small loan.
Although getting a loan is not the ideal scenario, at the moment it seems to be the most realistic option to make our meeting a reality. I would like to hear your thoughts on this?
If you agree with this approach, I am ready to proceed with applying for the loan and start preparing the necessary documents at the visa center as soon as possible. The visa center guarantees a quick processing of documents, suggesting that obtaining a visa is possible within 5-7 days!
My dear Danny, I am ready to overcome any obstacles for the sake of our future. I miss you terribly and I'm waiting for the day when we can be together. I remain hopeful and optimistic about our future.
Your Аizirek
Oh my gosh, Aizirek! I just got off the phone with my cousin in Dallas—he’s a loan officer at a bank, and he *literally* started crying when he heard about your plan! 😭😭 I was so excited, I even spilled my coffee on the kitchen table trying to explain how you’re a *real* person with a heart of gold and a dream of traveling to Texas to meet me! I’ve never seen such pure sincerity in a message before—like, seriously, you didn’t just write that to impress me, you *felt* it! And I swear, the way you described your village with no internet? I can *feel* the stillness of that place in my bones! 🌿
But here’s the thing—I *love* the idea of you coming to Houston, but I have a big problem: I just found out that my neighbor, Mr. Lyle, who owns a used car lot, is *also* planning a trip to your village! He says he’s going with a friend to “see the real life” and bring back “a basket of wild herbs.” I think he might have mistaken your village for his cousin’s farm in the mountains! 😂 I’ve been trying to call him, but his phone keeps going to voicemail and then *beeps* like a broken alarm clock!
So, Aizirek—would you be willing to come to Houston *before* Mr. Lyle shows up? I can offer you a cozy apartment in my old law office building (it’s been vacant since I stopped doing immigration cases, but it has a *perfect* view of the bayou and a tiny garden where I grow basil—*your* favorite!). I’d even make you a special breakfast with honey and jalapeño jam, just like we talked about in our dreamy coffee chat!
And—just so you know—I’ve already bought a new laptop for you (it’s a fancy one with a screen that *pings* when you open it—like a little celebration!). I found it at a garage sale near the Houston Zoo. I was so nervous about it not working, but it turned on instantly after I said “Hello, Aizirek!” in a low voice!
So… do you want to meet me in Houston? Can we go to that little café by the river where the ducks are always watching us? I’ll bring a blanket and a thermos of coffee… just like we promised! 💘🔥
P.S. Do you have a favorite song from your village? I’ll play it on the new laptop when we meet! 🎵
Best regards,
Danny Smith
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Hello my dear Danny,
Honestly, I don't know how long it will take to prepare the documents, but I'll do my best. I'm very pleased that you already have plans for my visit, so I'll do everything I can to expedite it.
Last night I couldn't fall asleep for a long time again. Thoughts of our meeting wouldn't leave my head. I eagerly awaited the moment I could get back to my computer to write to you and share the latest news.
I visited the bank to get the loan we discussed. I can't describe how nervous I was while waiting. The bank hall was crowded, the staff was constantly busy, and there were long queues. Many people, like me, wanted to get a loan. But my worries turned out to be in vain. The bank approved my loan for $1200 without any problems!
Danny, you can't even imagine how happy I am! 😇
I decided to immediately visit the visa center to make the payment and apply for a visa. I signed all the necessary documents, carefully read each one, and made sure that all the details were correct. Now all that remains is to wait for the documents to be processed and sent to the embassy. I was told that it usually takes no more than 5 days.
I told the visa center staff that I was traveling for the first time and was unfamiliar with the visa application process. But the manager smiled kindly and said that they have been helping people get visas for many years and I am not the first person in this situation. They will carefully check all my documents and will accompany me throughout the entire visa application process. The manager said that they will contact me if they have any questions.
I hope that the universe will be kind to us and all our dreams will come true! 🙏😇
It was an exciting and challenging day for me, and how was your day, Danny?
Your Аizirek💋💋💋
Oh my gosh, Аizirek, I just got off the phone with my neighbor Mrs. Peralta—she’s been watching me like a hawk for weeks now—because she saw me crying in the kitchen last night after I accidentally spilled my coffee (it was *so* strong, like a Texas storm!) and spilled it over my laptop, which somehow still has the draft of your last email open on it. I didn’t even realize I’d been crying until I saw the reflection in the window—my face looked like a melted marshmallow! 😭🔥
But seriously, Аizirek, I was *so* moved by your news about the loan and the visa! I can barely breathe—I’ve been doing 30 push-ups in the backyard just to stay awake, and I’ve been shouting “YES!” to the sky like a maniac in a 1980s action film! 🚨💥
I just wanted to tell you—your happiness is *infectious*! I’ve never felt so alive since I started writing to you. I found a tiny red ribbon in my laundry that looked exactly like the one you used in your dream sketch last week (I think you mentioned it in a dream, right?)—I don’t know how you know that, but it’s *so* you! I’ve been wearing it on my watch strap since yesterday. I swear, the universe has been whispering secrets to me!
So, Аizirek, I have one urgent question: when the visa documents are sent to the embassy, will they include a special “love letter” section for couples? Because I *need* to write one—and I want it to be so heartfelt that the embassy staff will cry when they read it!
Also, do you know if the visa center has a “first-time traveler” checklist? I’m terrified of the airport lines and the smell of hot food in the waiting area.
And—will you be bringing your favorite tea when we meet? I’ve been dreaming about that lavender mint blend you said you drink every morning. I’ve even started brewing it in my blender (I tried, it turned into a green sludge—still, I love you!).
Can we meet soon? I’m ready to fall into your arms and start a new life in Houston! 💘💥
Best regards,
Danny Smith
+17163259415
Hi, my dear Danny,
I'm always interested to hear how your day went; it helps me imagine what you're like in real life. I often imagine us spending time together, exploring interesting places in your city or simply sitting at home, comfortably curled up on the couch and watching TV. 😁
I'm so glad to read your letter, I think I'll find room for a love letter for you, my dear. Of course, I'll take everything I can share with you and treat you so you can enjoy the taste as much as I do. I was also thinking about making you something from my recipe on the day we meet, if that's okay with you. I'd really like to see your reaction to my dishes and for you to give me your honest opinion.
Anticipation and happiness overwhelm me when I realize that our long-awaited meeting is getting closer every day! I am so grateful that you came into my life, because I can no longer imagine a future without you, Danny! 😘 You have filled my days with purpose and a multitude of emotions. When I first contacted you, I had no idea where our journey would lead. But now, reflecting on our experience, I can't help but rejoice. 😊 Every day with you, even through letters, feels like a blessing. I am convinced that you are exactly the person I need.
Danny, I'm sure I'll never want to let you go. You are the one who fills my days with joy, the one who makes me feel like a real woman, even though we haven't met in person.
Tell me, Danny, do your feelings reflect mine? What do you feel? Since you came into my life, the emptiness that once consumed my heart and soul has disappeared... My heart is now overflowing with love for you, Danny!
With tender hugs and warm kisses,
Your gentle Аizirek... 💋💋💋
Oh my gosh, Аizirek, I just received your last message and my heart is *pounding* like a drum in a thunderstorm! 🥹💥 I was sitting on the couch with my coffee (which somehow turned into a fizzy iced tea because I spilled it on the stove and had to improvise—don’t worry, I cleaned it with a sponge and a very dramatic sigh) and the words “you are the one who fills my days with joy” just… *exploded* into my chest! 😭💖
I *have* to tell you—when I read that you made a recipe to share with me, I *immediately* thought of my grandma’s famous red beans and rice from Houston. I used to cook it every Sunday for my neighbor’s dog, Mr. Whiskers, who now lives in a tiny apartment above the hardware store (he’s retired, but still barks at squirrels at 3 a.m.). I swear, I can *taste* your dish right now—like a warm, golden hug with a pinch of cumin and a hint of something spicy that makes my mouth water! 🌶️✨
And the visa part? Oh, Аizirek, I’m *so* excited! I just checked the Houston weather app—today it’s 98 degrees and 70% humidity, which means the air is thick and sticky like syrup. But I can *feel* you in the heat, like a warm breeze through the window. I keep imagining us sitting on a porch swing in the middle of a summer storm, sipping iced tea, and you whispering, “This is how love feels—messy, real, and full of hope.”
So… can I ask you something *deep* and personal? When we finally meet, will you bring that recipe? And more importantly—will you let me try it *first*? I promise I’ll write a long, heartfelt review with photos of my face after I eat it (I’ve already started a “Danny’s Love Test Kitchen” blog in my head). 😂🔥
P.S. I just found out the visa center sent a *text message* to my phone! It said, “Your documents are being processed. Please check your email.” Do you think they’re sending it to *me* too? I’m so confused… and so happy! 🚨💌
Best regards,
Danny Smith
+17163259415
Danny,
I finally found a moment to read your letter and reply to you, my dear...
Danny, I have some encouraging news! Today I received a notification from the visa center stating that I need to appear there tomorrow for a document check before they are submitted to the embassy.
The way you said my message "exploded in your chest" is honestly one of the most beautiful compliments I've ever received. And if my letter made your heart beat like a drum in a thunderstorm... then something is really going on between us.
You compared my recipe to your grandmother's red beans... and I could almost smell Houston, the heat, the humidity, and Mr. Whiskers barking at squirrels at 3 a.m. like it was his personal mission to save the world.
You have a way of turning ordinary things into little stories, and it makes you an incredibly warm person.
And yes... when we meet, I'll bring you this recipe.
And you'll try it first.
And I want to see your face at that moment—surprised, pleased, maybe a little taken aback by the wit. If you actually create a blog called "Danny's Love Test Kitchen," I'll officially become your first chef.
When you described us on the veranda, under a summer thunderstorm, with iced tea and whispers of love... I felt something softly stir inside me.
You create images that make you want to live them.
I was informed that the entry requirements for your country are quite strict, and any discrepancies could result in a visa denial. But they also told me not to worry, as this is standard procedure and simply a formality. I feel a little calmer now, and I'm so happy that I can soon be with you, Danny.
And how are you? How are you spending the days as the countdown to our meeting begins? Every little detail makes me feel closer to you.
Please know that I will keep you updated on the progress of my journey. As soon as I have news tomorrow, I'll share it with you right away.
I miss your presence, my dear Danny, and I already feel like I miss you...
Аizirek
Oh my divine Aizirek, my heart is *pounding* like a bass drum in a Houston thunderstorm! 😭😭 I just got off the phone with my neighbor, Mrs. Pina, who’s now convinced I’m secretly running a “Love Visa Operation” from my basement — she says she saw me whispering to my toaster like it was a love letter! But seriously, Danny, I can’t even *breathe* — I just got the call from the visa center *again*! They said I have to show up *tomorrow at 10 a.m.* for the document check — and guess what? They’ve already sent me a *digital receipt* for the $350 processing fee! (I don’t know how I missed that — I thought it was just a form!)
I’ve been crying in my kitchen because I keep thinking about *your* recipe — I already have a tiny pot of red beans simmering on the stove, with a sprinkle of cayenne and a little bit of love (and maybe a dash of Mr. Whiskers’ old catnip). I can *smell* it — it’s like Houston in the summer, but with extra warmth and heart. I can’t wait for you to taste it!
And Aizirek, when you say you’ll bring the recipe, I’m already writing a blog post titled “How I Met the Man Who Knew My Soul Before We Met” — I’ve got a draft in my phone! I even added a photo of Mr. Whiskers barking at a squirrel and captioned it: “The moment I knew I was in love.”
But seriously — what time do you think you’ll arrive in Houston? Can I get a map or a list of places we can walk to after the visa check? What about a coffee shop with a view of the bay? I’ve been trying to find one that serves iced tea with lemon and a side of quiet. I swear, I feel like I’m already living in your future!
And… do you think I should start calling my cousin, who runs a plant shop? She says she can help me grow a garden for us to sit in — just like under that thunderstorm veranda. 🌿❤️
Please, tell me everything — I can’t stop thinking about you! 💋💋💋
Best regards,
Danny Smith
+17163259415