David,

I know you’re worried about me going away,
but I’ll be all right. I’m going to make history, David. I’ll be home in a few
weeks and our whole lives will have changed. Can you believe it?

We’re going to solve one of the biggest
inhibitors to undersea exploration:
wireless telecommunication. I know you think this is all boring,
David, but with the microwave repeater it will be like I’m just a block or two
away. We could even Skype!

David, this
will be the first live broadcast from beneath black water. Think about it.
Almost fifty years have passed since we heard Buzz Aldrin live from the moon,
but it will require
La Dignite to
finally get us talking to one another from the bottom of the sea.

I’ve had such a wonderful weekend with you.
I couldn’t imagine greater happiness. God is so good to have given me such a
devoted and loving husband (even if you are a bit grouchy at times…and
nitpicky. Though I suppose Martin Luther had his quirks too).

I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives
together. When I return, it will be just as if I never left (except that we’ll
be marginally less poor and I’ll now have something to add when we speak about
the theology of water).

Keep this letter close.

Liz