Thursday, February 24, 2011

A Thing of Beauty


Katherine Hilbery...

"Although thus supported by the knowledge of his new possession of considerable 
value, he was not proof against the familiar thoughts which
the suburban streets and the damp shrubs growing
in front of gardens and the absurd names painted in white upon the 
gates of those 
gardens suggested to him."

~ Virginia Woolf, Night and Day

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Bit of a Belated Post for Adam

This post is belated, but my justification
for this is perfectly understandable, as my day was spent in
prep work for Adam's
surprise Valentines Day night<3


I cannot believe that it has already been two years! 
Time has flown so fast, 
and yet I remember every day. 
I am looking forward to another year of unforgettable moments
spent with you
(and all the years paving the way to the end of time). 

You are the sweetest, most gentle man I know, 
and I am so blessed and ecstatic to
be a part of your life; thank you for sharing it with me.
I don't know why you chose
me, but I am thankful that you did, more and more
every day.

Thank you for being my shoulder, and for leaving your shoulder
open 24 hours a day, seven days a week
(you don't even take the weekends off!)
You have guided and comforted me through hard, sad times
and through this, 
I know that we have grown 
closer and the bond 
between us has grown stronger. 

We have spent months apart, and ran into each others' arms 
in the end. I treasure those moments
more than I could ever spell out, as well 
as the overwhelming excitement I feel in my throat
and the butterflies that brush their tiny wings against
my rib cage, at the thought of
seeing you again.

I love all of our Biblical, theological discussions and 
how much I glean from your
knowledge. 
You truly are a man after
God's own heart,
and that is something I rejoice in 
and thank God for:)

I love that we can be silly together; making our cheeks
sore with our smiles. 
I love that we can even be silly
in public, acting as if the world weren't laughing at us;
being completely oblivious 
to the looks people give us as they pass by.
I love laughing with you 
as much as I love the air I breathe.

Most of all, I have to tell you,
that my love for you is undefinable
and near impossible to portray with earthly revelations.