Why do I take the time to write her letters?
We live in a small town. Word gets around here.When she left this small town to work on her career, to travel, to experience different sights and sounds and smells and colors, it was the wrong time for me to be able to join her. I wasn’t ready to let go.
I had this idea to write her a letter for every day she was gone just so she’d know how much I missed her and how much I loved her while she was away. That distance may separate our bodies, but never our hearts.
It’s been crazy. I can’t even begin to explain it all. But should you really want to know, check out: The History of Love.
I decided to start this blog instead. I still want her to know how much she means to me, but I don’t want her to have to wait for letters. I don’t want to have to wait to update mailing addresses. I want her to be able to read my words, to feel my comfort, no matter what time of day it is, where she is, or what I am doing.
I write for her.
I started it a little early because she’s been having doubts. Not about me, but about herself. I want to be sure that should she ever falter or doubt herself, that she can see herself through my eyes. I want her to understand.
My plan was always for her to know when she returned home, but there came a time that she needed to know. That she needed the comfort of my words, my thoughts, my feelings. She knows this exists and I’m willing to bet that she visits here… and often.
And she’s off on an adventure! Puerto Rico. There is no set timeline for her return. Not that it matters. I’ll be right here when she comes home.
She’s in sunny Orlando! Starting a fantastic job. I’m so proud of her. Soon I’ll hold her in my arms again, even if it’s only briefly before she heads back out on another adventure.
After a four day drive from Florida to Washington and a ferry ride, she’s on an itty bitty island off the coast of Washington state. It’s so beautiful there. It was the perfect excuse for me to finally see the west coast. She’s kicking ass and taking names. And I can’t stop smiling.