I was so excited to receive a letter sent by my husband when we were teenagers. But the cryptic note inside and photos of our classmates, including one of a friend who drowned, left me questioning our entire lives.
It was a quiet Saturday afternoon, the kind where nothing particularly exciting happened. My husband, Ernest, was tending to the garden. Our kids, 15 and 14, were out with their friends.
Happy man gradening | Source: Midjourney
Meanwhile, I was sitting in the kitchen of our cozy suburban home, sifting through the day’s mail. There was nothing unusual, at first. Bills, advertisements, and a random catalog I’d never requested.
But tucked between a grocery coupon and a credit card offer, I spotted a yellowed envelope with frayed edges. That was odd, yet what was even more surprising was the postmark dating back 20 years.
Upon closer inspection, I recognized Ernest’s messy handwriting. Had he sent it? Based on the date, we must have been in high school still. He and I started dating a couple of years after graduation and got married 15 years ago.
A bride walking down the aisle | Source: Midjourney
The idea that he’d sent me something even before that was extremely exciting and romantic, so I smiled as I ripped into the envelope.
Inside was a single piece of paper and ten small photographs. There was a message on the note and the words immediately made my smile disappear:
“I DID THIS FOR US, BUT YOU MUST KEEP SILENT.”
What did that mean? I really had no idea, so I glanced at the photos, hoping they might explain.
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Most of them featured the teenagers from our high school, faces I recognized immediately. Well, some more than others. I saw myself, Ernest, my best friend Cynthia, etc. But one in particular stood out, and not for a good reason.
Thomas.
I gulped as the memories came back. Soon, tears started stinging my eyes.
Thomas had been a friend of ours, too. He was a sweet, goofy guy who had tragically drowned one summer. It was a horrific event. I always thought the best of him. I always… well. But staring at his photograph, I noticed something else.
A teenager by a lake | Source: Midjourney
Thomas was standing by the lake where he met his end, while everyone else’s photos were taken at the school. Why was his image different? And why did my husband write that strange note? Were those two things related?
Either way, something wasn’t right.
I was still holding the photos and the note when the back door creaked open. Ernest walked into the kitchen, his gloves and hands streaked with dirt from yard work.
A man in gardening clothes | Source: Midjourney
He smiled briefly at me, but as soon as his eyes landed on what I was holding, the smile vanished.
“Where did you get that?” he asked sharply.
I hesitated. “It came in the mail,” I said, holding the envelope up. “Ernest, what is this? You sent it 20 years ago? And this note…” I unfolded the paper, showing him the bold words.
My husband’s eyes darted between the note and the photos in rapid succession, but he didn’t say a thing.
“What does it mean?” I urged.
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At last, he let out a laugh, a breathless sound.
“Wow, I can’t believe it really showed up after all this time,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “There was a company that offered to send you packages in the future. I was just messing around back then. I thought they went bankrupt.”
I frowned. Was there really such a thing? Like a time capsule messenger service? I had no idea, but in any case, it didn’t explain the note.
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“But then, what does this message mean?” I insisted. “‘I did this for us, but you must keep silent.’ I don’t understand.”
Ernest laughed awkwardly again.
“I was trying to get better at photography back then. I wanted to be a photojournalist, remember? I think I was also trying to impress you. You’d friend-zoned me in high school. But also, I didn’t want others to know. It wasn’t exactly the coolest thing for a guy to be into. I probably wrote that just in case the package was sent immediately by mistake. I didn’t want you to tell anyone.”
A teenager with a camera | Source: Unsplash
He took a deep breath after finishing that long-winded explanation and turned, removing his gloves and beginning to wash his hands.
I studied his back. It was tight, and his movements were jerky. “What about Thomas?” I asked, holding up a specific photo. “Why did you take this by the lake, instead of the school like everyone else?”
A man washing his hands on a kitchen sink | Source: Midjourney
Ernest turned slightly and frowned, but he didn’t meet my eyes. “Oh, I probably didn’t catch him at school and took another photo at the lake instead. He was my friend, too, you know,” he sighed as he dried his hands. “It’s sad to see that picture at all and know what happened later.”
With a nod and a deep breath, my husband left the kitchen. He didn’t rush, but his back was still stiff. I stayed back and stared at the photos again as if I could see something new; some clue I hadn’t spotted before.
His explanation made perfect sense, but something in my gut told me there was more to this story.
A woman looking worried | Source: Midjourney
As a matter of fact, there was a time when… if things had been different… Thomas could have been my….
I didn’t even notice that 30 minutes had passed until Ernest returned to the kitchen, freshly showered. I tracked his movements as he poured himself some water and drank it casually.
“Ernest,” I began.
“Yeap?” he said, too nonchalantly, widening his eyes in curiosity.
“Are you sure nothing else is going on?” I insisted, holding up Thomas’s photo again.
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He frowned. “What are you really asking, Suzanne?”
I looked down at the table and licked my lips. I didn’t know how to express myself without any… accusation.
“It’s just that your face and your body language were pretty strange when I showed you the note and the photos,” I said and smiled, hoping to be reassuring. “Is there something else you’re not telling me? You know I love you. You can tell me anything. We’ll get through it.”
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“Look, baby,” Ernest said, walking around the kitchen but not meeting my eyes once. “I was shocked by the package, the memories, what happened to Thomas. I don’t know. And what I said before is the only explanation I can think of for that message. God, I don’t even remember what I had for breakfast today, so maybe, something else happened.”
He exhaled and put the water glass down on the counter.
“Maybe, there was some inside joke between us,” Ernest suggested, shaking his head. “Again, I don’t know. But we can just throw this out if it’s worrying you.”
A man frowning while leaning on a counter | Source: Midjourney
My hands instinctively placed Thomas’s photo behind my back, like I was shielding it. Ernest raised an eyebrow at me, so I started speaking.
“No, no,” I smiled wider, hoping he didn’t notice it was forced. “I was just being silly. This is actually really nice. It brings back so many memories.”
“Okay, then,” he said, approaching me. His hands touched my shoulders, and he kissed me quickly before going to the living room to watch TV.
A man’s hand holding a remote in a living room | Source: Unsplash
Once he was out of view, I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself. I also tried to push down my crazy imagination before the idea of two teen boys standing by a lake appeared behind my eyes.
No. I was not going there.
Instead, I pictured the Ernest I knew: the great husband, who massaged my feet when I was pregnant, the unbelievable father who never missed our kids’ games, and the amazing provider who gave us a beautiful home, tended to the garden, and occasionally grilled the best steak in town.
Meat and potatoes on a grill | Source: Unsplash
And with those very real memories in mind, I let my worries go. I put the photos and the note back into the envelope and stored them in a drawer where we kept random things.
I finally left the kitchen and smiled sweetly at my husband as I passed through the living room toward our bedroom. Once in bed, I reached for my phone.
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The AirPods settled into my ears, and I clicked play on one of my favorite podcasts about unsolved mysteries. The stories always calmed me. I must have fallen asleep because Ernest woke up me with a kiss.
He had even prepared dinner, and our teens were already at the table, chatting wildly about their day. My husband laughed and asked them questions while we dug into the food.
It was then that I took a good look at us, at this perfect moment in time with our family. I knew that in 50 years, I would still remember how happy we were.
A man smiling at the dinner table | Source: Midjourney
And I wanted more of that. So, I looked at Ernest and squeezed his hand before turning to my kids with a smile. I listened intently to their conversation. It was a great dinner.
Later that night, I slept in my husband’s arms, holding him tightly as if he might disappear.
I had a wild imagination. I knew that. What’s more, I also knew that the podcasts I listened to tended to make me paranoid, even if I thought they were soothing.
But this was my reality. This was the truth and what mattered. I wasn’t going to jeopardize that by coming up with crazy scenarios and questioning Ernest’s words. I believed him fully, and I still do.
A happy woman | Source: Midjourney
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Why Tammy Hembrow’s bikini photos are causing a stir
Tammy Hembrow is a fitness influencer, entrepreneur, and mother known for her inspiring journey and dedication to wellness
However, her public life haven’t been without controversy, as she’s faced both admiration and critique along the way.
And now it’s a bikini photo of Tammy that’s making headlines and sparking reactions – but can you see what people are really upset about?
Known for her massive social media following, Tammy Hembrow, 30, is no stranger to controversy.
The fitness guru, entrepreneur, and mother has made waves with her inspiring workout routines, stunning transformation posts, and candid insights into her journey of motherhood. But with the fame and adoration, there’s also backlash.
Hembrow’s presence online is undeniably polarizing – one moment she’s sharing a powerful fitness achievement, the next, she’s at the center of a firestorm for something many find shocking.
And now, she’s back in the headlines for yet another post she made on Instagram, in October.
Bold crochet bikini
The Australian-born influencer, with more 17 million followers on Instagram, was all about soaking up the sun and sharing her beachside vibes with her followers.
She posted a series of fun, sun-kissed photos, rocking a bright crochet bikini in bold shades of orange, yellow, and pink. Posing effortlessly on the sand dunes, she flaunted her trim waist and confident beach style.
For Tammy, it was the perfect way to embrace summer Down Under. However, not everyone was a fan.
Tammy Hembrow has long been no stranger to controversy over her bikini posts. In the past, when she shared photos in a bikini from the brand Minimale Animale, which was the epitome of minimalism with just the right amount of coverage that seemed to blend seamlessly with her figure.
Detractors wasted no time calling it “unwearable” and joking it looked like “a piece of floss.”
Some people really love the bold design and think it looks great, but others are raising eyebrows, wondering if those types of swimsuits are actually practical for everyday beach or pool time. On said that Tammy embodies everything wrong with society wrapped up in a tacky package.
“Unhealthy looking”
Fast forward to October 2024, and Tammy once again found herself facing questioning comments.
One critic called her “unhealthy looking,” while another wrote, “I admire your fit body and how you’ve maintained it even after 3 children… But I think natural is really the best route to optimal health.” Despite the fact that the majority of her followers praised the post, Tammy is all too familiar with the odd and nasty remarks that comes whenever she posts new photos.
”I used to get told all the time that being strong isn’t sexy or feminine. A few years into my training, it became a daily occurrence,” she shared.
Last year, the Mega-influencer found herself under fire once again for posting bold bikini photos in the sun, just weeks after revealing that a “little freckle” on her leg turned out to be skin cancer.
The fitness star shared that the spot had required a large chunk of her leg to be removed, leaving her with a 30-stitch wound. Yet, despite the serious health scare, she posted photos of herself sunbathing in swimwear, with the bandage from her surgery clearly visible. This move sparked outrage among some followers.
“OMG, U (sic) just had a melanoma removed and r (sic) sunbathing,” one follower commented on Hembrow’s post.
“You’re another type of thick if you’re sunbathing after just having a melanoma removed,” another one wrote.
“Why are you sunbathing when you just had a cancer scare? Seems irresponsible and honestly downright dumb,” a third person said.
Some people are also saying that, as a mom of three, Tammy’s super fit body might make other moms feel like they can’t measure up.
They think it sets an unrealistic standard for what a mom’s body should look like.
And honestly, a lot of folks are wondering if her lifestyle is even doable for everyone— especially when you’ve got kids to take care of and a million other things to juggle.
While many admire Tammy’s dedication to fitness and her confidence, others feel compelled to weigh in, critiquing her choices, body, and image.
Tammy is often praised for her fit physique, but some critics argue that her highly toned body promotes an unrealistic standard of beauty.
This push and pull between admiration and criticism shines a light on how we view beauty and health in today’s world. The truth is, there’s no one-size-fits-all definition of what’s “healthy” or “ideal.” What do you think?
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