Letter To My Fair One
Friday, May 13, 2005
Beloved,
I know we’ve got all sorts of reasons to be distressed and worried. Money and distance, kids, cats and transportation, forgetfulness and uncaring. I’m guilty of those last two specially, and money too. This whole living thing is hard.
I want to make sure you know that I appreciate all this. And even more I want you to know that, regardless of all of it, I still love you.
Just plain love you. None of the above problems can change that. I thank the Lord for bringing us together. It’s pretty clear to me that You are the match He picked for me, and I can ask for nothing more. I usually deserve less, but He has such an amazing way of treating us like royalty even in the midst of our failures, mistrust and just plain stupidity.
So I propose that you must be some sort treasure for me down here on earth. A valuable part of my life who reminds me of what I’m worth.
I love you, my dear. I love your laugh, your smile. I love to tease you and I love your teasing. I love to think “I love that girl,” or to say out loud to an empty room that “I love you.” You might not hear me think, or even say anything since I’m all the way out here, so far away, but you can be sure that I think and say and pray “I love you” every day.
Every time I turn around I have reason to pray for you or in thanks for you. I love you. I love your strength and stubbornness, which drive me crazy sometimes, but more often than not usually solves more problems than I can.
I love every bit of you. I won’t go into the touching/kissing/etc. part since that’s best saved for when you get here. Suffice to say that from the tip of your longest hair to the ends of your toenails is an endless supply of things for me to love.
And since I love you, I feel happier. Every time I think of how much I love you I get a little bit happier. So you can probably assume how happy I’m feeling right now, typing this to you.
Thank you for being mine, Beloved. Thank you for taking me on, trouble and frustration I may be.
So I’m feeling poetic today, but not very successful. Hope you get all this.
LOVE YOU!!!
Your Sessie.