Monday, February 3, 2014

Watching things from here

It is so late in the morning and I have not a clue where to begin with this. The good thing is how life can surprise you, and how much change happens over the course of a year.

Inspiring me little by little, my husband has been here all along. He gets me, even when I don't understand myself.  Even when I wake up in his arms crying over the things that don't matter.

I tell myself that I am not worthy of him, to remind me to be humble about our love and marriage.
That all things can end. An I don't want them to. Even though I know it will, I will watch things from here.

Smile knowing that he loves me and that has to be enough. To ask for more is like asking for trouble from the universe.

An to that end I will watch from here, the gentle passing of time. Not out of the fear of being in the moment, delighting in his hugs. Bathing in his kisses, but to know that he is my strength and my core in this storm that I call myself.

An as the eye of it settles in place, I will watch from here, this place of peace.

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