Love Letter

♥️  

Dear J,

At this moment, I know you read these daily posts AND I know you are the only one who does so. This, too, is a metaphor for your love for me - showing up when no one else does, reaching out to me day-to-day again and again, cheering me on, believing in me, encouraging me to take the next step. Because of your abiding love, I experience God's Love and can trust it as I never could before we met. 

You have been my sounding board, my support, the one who funneled love to me as if the world is full of Love - and slowly through these years together, with the steady stream of your love to me, I feel love in my soul consistently and rest in Love in ways I have not been able to rest before you. 

On another late night, with too much to do and to little time to do it in, I find us laughing at exploding Coke cans in the pantry and your patience with cleaning up the mess once again. You tell me you are proud of me. You rub my shoulders, kiss my neck and wish me sweet dreams. 

This is our life together - as well as conspiring for crazy adventures, weeding the flower beds (again), chasing the little dog as he ventures to see "the girls," digging more holes for yet more plants, waking up ridiculously early to get our runs in, exclaiming at the overly complicated instructions for yet another not-Faster-Way-at-all meal, and loving all kinds of breads and desserts of our own making. And breakfasts, lots of breakfasts together with all the cream and coffee we can muster, outside ideally.

So this is my love letter to you - my dearest Love.