Thursday, March 1, 2012

Thinking of You

It's late and you're asleep. I came home to find you had left some soup out for me. It was delish, even though you were not excited about making it this morning.

Our boys are sleeping, but suffering slightly under sickness and injury. Grant has a cold that is getting old and John's mouth is still swollen when he fell and bit his lip something fierce the other day. I'm glad that I can't hear Grant coughing, and that John is asleep in our room.

I have so many things I want to talk to you about. I mostly just want to tell you how grateful I am that you love me, how much I love you and how content I am with our life together with these two little humans who call us Mommy/Mum and Daddy/Da. I wanted to tell you all this last night as well, but was having a hard time trying to think of words that didn't sound trite, words that would really express how I feel.

So I told you about how the other day when John was sitting with me with a makeshift ice-pack as we watched movies we had taken with our phones, we came across the movie I had made of our wedding footage. I looked at those two kids and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for them. Not only because they were in for challenging times, as any married couple has to face, but because they had no idea how much their love was going to grow.


I thought when I married you that I knew what love was. I have been continually proven ignorant of just how powerful love is and can become. I owe this increase in wisdom to you. I look forward to finding the love we share strengthened and increased, growing the way a grove of trees slowly becomes a forest, coming together the way drops of rain flow into rivers that meet in the sea.

This increased understanding gives me hope that other people can have love like this and be better for it, that mankind can be healed by love on all of it's levels and each of it's forms. That we as brothers and sisters, parents and children, husbands and wives, can all set aside fear and doubt and choose to love and be loved.

Be loved, my beloved.

Be loved by all who love you, and especially by me.