A Little Story, a Little Light

I needed this.

Browsing through a former blog this morning, I discover the following unpublished draft from May 2013.  It was my last writing entry for a very long time–until now actually–after which I journeyed through an upheaval, resulting in moving and putting our condo on the market. It did not sell. In August of 2014, my husband became ill. Since then, right up to this present moment, we struggle with the ramifications–physical, emotional, spiritual– of an unsettling, ongoing, uncertain illness and recovery.

Yes, I really needed this discovery today.

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5/16/13

Imperfect texting, due to an over-zealous spell check, multi-tasking, and speeding through our communication.

He texts from the airport…

with all the travel
both you and I
think about what you would like to do
for an evening out to dinner tonight

when
wow about Bistro Campagne?
How, not wow

The how is that I love you
and want you to have a nice evening

 

He answers my when and wow, which I meant to be how, with the answer to why!

After thirty-eight years–

flawed,

at the same time,

perfect.

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It’s thirty-nine years now.

Sometimes a memory brought to light, can save the day.