I don't fear much in life anymore...obviously there are those random thoughts that come and go, moments of stupidity that I have no control over and are really so trivial they do not warrant much attention at all !
Speaking a fear out loud gives it less power, darkness and secrecy will let such a monster grow and with that I ponder the future.
I stumble to the kitchen half asleep....the kettle is switched on, the dogs are fed and for a brief moment we sit together in peace...just being, together.
Our day progresses, the morning walk, discussions of the days past and the coming future, we put the world to rights as we see fit...in the space of an hour !
At some point I find myself stepping out of the car and you drive away...the separation of our day begins and I wish for more time....alone...together, just being.
As the evening draws near, we share tales of the day, who called, how many emails arrived and yes its all fluff and nonsense, but its ours and I honour these moments...the world will never understand what we share and I really don't have the inclination to explain it....to anyone.
There is a richness in my life now, the wine has come of age and we drink from this glass daily and it is as close to heaven as one could imagine.
Honestly, when I was younger I could never understand how couples could spend a lifetime together and not become bored, some obviously live out their days as an act of duty, but I look forward to those quiet moments, our walks with the dogs, the random observations of our journey's together...I didn't know it could be this good !
So I ask....whoever is in charge of our destiny.....let it last, let the bumps in the road be few and may we always have time for each other.
You honour me every single day by standing with me...shoulder to shoulder and I hope I do the same for you...so let it last, for as long as it can...because it is so much more than I could have wished for...for myself !
it is not for me to question where the words come from, I just know they are not intended for me, I give voice to my eyes and all they capture. Inspiration and creativity comes from the most humble and unexpected places and for that I shall always be grateful. I write of Love or loss, people and places that move me to tears and of course there will always be food......Passion comes in many a strange and wonderful package !
Monday, 18 December 2017
Let it last........
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