Sunday, September 20, 2015

Long Time Love

Some days are best described as hibernation. 

Alive but drowsing, removed from the world as it moves on outside the cave in which one sleeps.

And dreams.

I told my husband tonight that I apologize for these days in which I seem to go so far away. That ironically, it is exactly those days which I probably appreciate his strong, sturdy presence the most, even as I am silent, keeping mostly to myself.

He said he knows. He said he's here.

My god. This man. Thirty-two years on and I am still in wonder.


  1. That they know our craziness and love us anyway. And THAT is what it's all about!

  2. You are lucky, you two, to have found each other.

  3. That is what love is all about. You are a lucky pair.

  4. Aside from height and hobbies, our husbands our so similar. Steady.
    God love them!


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