Tuesday, February 14, 2012

A love letter

Because today seems like the day for it.

From the moment I met you, something was different. In our very first conversation, you called me beautiful. I think, for the first time in my life, I actually believed it. For some reason, before I even saw your face or you saw mine, it was like you knew me. And what you knew you found beautiful. That still makes me smile, as does the memory of that first 8 hour phone call. When we were finally face to face, something just clicked. I didn't know it yet (I think I was afraid to believe it), but you certainly did. We were for each other and there was nothing to be done about it. And so went the first decade or so of our lives together.

These past two years have been a true eye-opener for me. I always knew you were a great husband, and I was sure you'd be a wonderful father, but that conviction was a hazy shade of the reality. Watching you with our little boy is one of the great pleasures of my life. Sometimes I go upstairs "to hide" just so I can listen to you boys play without my involvement. I see so much of you in him, and I hope that continues to be true.

Our road hasn't always been smooth. There have been distances, both physical and emotional, that could have separated us. We have been stronger than any distance. Always, underneath everything, has been a sureness that we are meant. So we carry on and love, because that's what we do.

You bring me joy, and laughter, and peace. You make me smile when I need to, and you let me cry when I have to. You help me find amusement in things that would otherwise make me crazy. You stay grounded when I'm flying off the walls, and you lift me up when I'm down. Thank you for that.

When I was young, I hoped that I would have the kind of love that would stand the test of life. The kind of love that balanced the people wrapped up in it. The kind of love that lifts others by example. I know that I have that with you. No, it isn't always easy; but, what truly great things come easily? And when I look at you across the top of our son's head, or wake up next to you, or hold your hand, or hear your voice on the phone across miles and miles, or see a text on my phone, I light up, inside and out.

I love you (and all that other stuff),
Your Kitten


1 comment:

GrannyMat said...

Beautifully written. I love it!