Being face to face with that one who makes our heart soar, can make it seem impossible to verbalize our true feelings... being hundreds of miles apart is even more difficult. So sometimes, not always, but sometimes, it's easier to just write it down...
It was an typical mid-winter day...cold, overcast...a gray hue to everything. I sat looking out the window, watching the squirrels playfully scampering in the front yard, and pictured the soft smile on your face when you received your mail the evening before and discovered an envelope addressed from me. I could almost feel the anticipation, as you delicately peeled open the envelope and retrieved the small note from within. A small smile came to my face as I imagined you carefully unfolding the pages with trembling hands, knowing that your heart was probably racing when you began to read the words I had poured forth to paper. I closed my eyes tightly, and could hear that soft, sweet southern voice of yours, reading the thoughts of my heart out loud as if they were scripture...
"My dearest love...
Today has not been unlike any other day in many ways. I awoke to a cold but gentle winter rain, showered, and headed off to work. I dealt with the normal number of phone calls, minor catastrophes, meetings, etc., and then I drove home via the same route I always do. My evening was pretty routine also, with a quiet dinner alone, some TV, and a bit of cuddling with my four-legged children. However, one thing WAS special about today...you were a part of it. For in every task I performed, every meeting I attended, every mile I drove, and every moment I sat in my favorite chair, I felt you with me.
You are a part of every beat of my heart, every breath I inhale, every thought that I possess. Your laughter brings me sunshine on the gloomiest of days. Your gentleness brings me peace in the most hectic and scurried moments. Your love enfolds me and brings me comfort during the loneliest hours. You have not painted your love for me across the sky, and yet I see it in every sunset. You have not written me a heart-wrenching ballad, and yet I hear your heart speak to me with every love song on the radio. You have never held me in your arms, and yet I feel you wrapped around me like a blanket of down. It is not with presents that you have stolen my heart, but merely the gift of you which has consumed me. I cannot look at you, and yet I see you as clearly as my own reflection. I cannot touch you, and yet I feel you as if I were entwined in your sweet embrace.
You are woven through the tapestry of my life, like a magical silken thread, and sown deeply into my soul like the roots of the banyon tree knarled deep into the warm embrace of mother earth. Without you, I existed and will continue to exist. With you, I am fulfilled, completed, whole. You know my pain, my joy, my fear, and my aspirations. And I know you better than I know my own shadow.
You are my reason....my answer....my one and only...true love. I was told so many years ago ~ Unto thine own heart be true ~ . When I finally was, God blessed me with you.
For all of eternity.... yours."
With my eyes still closed, I could picture the small tear escaping from those beautiful eyes of yours, and I could almost hear the words slip through your lips like a gentle whisper..... "I love you too, darling....."
I could feel myself getting a bit choked up, as I felt a small tingling, almost an electric charge race through me, followed by an undeniable warmth. I opened my eyes...wiped the small tear from my own cheek, smiled softly to myself, and then returned my focus to the squirrels still prancing across my lawn on this otherwise cold, gray, overcast day.
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