RH Files Index: love

My hubby Tim has been gradually reading me the historical Red Hand Files. We were late to this even though both of us have always loved and followed you. Unfortunately I am on palliative care and will no doubt shake off this mortal coil soon. These questions are so wonderfully answered, they throw me directly into your arms. I wish I had a good question to ask, alas not. You have and do fill my world with joy, amongst these four walls. I have shed tears for you and Susie and laughed with you too. I have a beautiful signed copy of Idiot Prayer on one wall along with other lovely memorabilia that Tim brings to me. I listen to your audible books with delight. I hope the future Nick and Susie find all the joy of life that you can draw from each other. Love to you both. PS. Love to Tim for writing this for me. He is my rock.

ALISON @ Issue no. 232

I’ve always believed in, and yearned for, a soul-mate kind of love: passionate, joyful, uplifting and inspiring. And I have found it, although quite late in life. However, he has said he will never marry me because he doesn’t believe in, or even hates the idea of “marriage” (as a social or cultural construct, a legal thing, or whatever). I, on the other hand, simply can’t stop desiring to be a wife instead of girlfriend, to have a husband instead of a boyfriend (which even sounds ridiculous given our age – I’ve just turned 52 and he’ll be 59 this summer). In the argument, he suggested it might also be due to cultural differences (I’m Slovak, he’s Dutch). [ ] Is there any advice you and Susie can give me? Or a message I could show him? He is a very special, cutely crazy and beautiful person, an artist and a unique carpenter, with a lot of great humour and playfulness. We laugh all the time.

ZUZANA @ Issue no. 226

Dear Nick, I was at your In Conversation event in Antwerp. There was a man with a light and a microphone, but suddenly he was gone. I just wanted to tell you something. I didn’t want to tell you and all the other people the full story that evening, just a bit, but I want to tell it to you now. My partner died in 2014: traffic. At that moment I was actually pregnant by him, but nobody knew. It was still a little early and I was pregnant after fertility-treatment. He died and five days after his death, I lost his child. Our child. He was a huge fan of your music and I think I became a fan of your music because of him. ‘Into My Arms’ became our song. The song was playing and he asked me to dance and so it became our song. Nothing special, but for us it was a special song. I wanted to play it at his funeral. People asked me afterwards if I thought it was a love song or a song of loss. A song of love, I thought. It was a silly question – but the man I love was there in a coffin and I just wanted to hear that song on the day he was buried, because it was our song, the song of our love for each other and I loved that man and I still love him. Nothing more, nothing less, that was the reason I wanted it played at his funeral. We had already bought tickets for a Bad Seeds concert together. He was dead, so because of that my best friend went with me. You played ‘Into My Arms’ and I started to cry, not because of the sadness, but because of the beauty of it. I was standing there and for the first time since he passed away, I felt my partner standing by my side. Maybe it sounds stupid, but I really felt him standing by my side. My best friend cuddled me and gave me a kiss on my forehead. She cuddled me in a strong way. I was really crying, smiling too and I felt love everywhere, for and from my partner and for and from my best friend too. I went into a kind of trance of love, it was an amazing experience, that’s for sure, and it was when you were playing that song. I’m crying now, because I feel that same feeling. I still think it was wonderful. It was 2015, those days. My best friend died in 2016: cancer. ‘Into My Arms’ is not just the song for me and my partner anymore, it is the song for and from my best friend and all the people I love, but those two people are standing for true love for me too, so it became a song of true love, true love I actually feel when you play that song. Since they died, I like to be at any of your concerts, because of the amazing beauty I feel when you play ‘Into My Arms’. I feel Guido and Amber beside me. And all I wanted to ask was if you would play that song, so I could feel them again beside me that evening. The man with the light and the microphone was suddenly gone, but you played ‘Into My Arms’ anyway. I was very grateful that you played it. Now I just want to say “thanks”, for that song, for all of your songs, for such a wonderful evening, because it was with love.

ELS @ Issue no. 45

RH Files Index - love