Tuesday, September 05, 2006
For Michael on His Birthday
If I had put a personal ad out there for "Heaven-Sent Man Ready for anything", it couldn't have been more effective. Turns out, all I had to do was wait a few years. It was worth it, darling.
Now I know--if I hadn't taken a chance on love, I would have missed out on the most important person in my life. Thank you for waiting it out with me.
On your birthday, I want you to know what it's all about. The wedding is looming ahead; the rest of our lives will be intertwined in bits and pieces, threads and fibers. But in the midst of all that, I want you to know how much I recognize you for being who YOU are.
You are sincere. You are genuine. When you don't know what to say, you don't say anything and hug me, instead. When you are happy, you make others happy. When we laugh together, the world gets friendlier. When you lead, you lead fairly and kindly. When you tell stories, you invite me into your history, and let me dwell in who you are.
There's memories, already.
Walking down Virginia Highlands in November, bumping elbow to elbow, we shyly flirted and there was a brief moment when our eyes locked, and the universe spun away. Hands in pockets, your head down, smiling.
Or in the mornings at the loft: there was only light and fuzzy lines, sunshine and scent. There is only you.
Last September, I called you in tears. "They fired me." I remember how you called the day off, picked me up, drove me home, held me for hours, told me everything would be all right. You were right, of course. Everything is fine.
Asking my father for his blessing on our marriage. What courage.
I loved you before I knew you. And now, we have so many birthdays to celebrate, so many days to dream and build and love and argue and laugh and live. Oh, to live with you forever. I cannot wait to be your wife. I cannot wait to be your partner. I cannot wait to have you by my side until one of us draws our last breath, and even then, I shall have you.
Before my heart squeezes out of its shell, I shall end this and say: I will love you until time ends.
Have a wonderful birthday.
PS: Come home early!
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We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"
We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, alwaysâ A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"