Celebrating 29 years of togethering and oh how grateful I am for my mister ~ his beautiful hands and kind, firm touch, ~ his quiet way ~ how when he laughs, really laughs, it's music, like my grandpa's, ~ his loving fierceness for protecting our children ~ the compassion that rises up and takes him over when he senses genuine need. ~ that he keeps learning, keeps growing, keeps opening to change even when it challenges and chills him, ~ that he notices nature with childlike eyes.....our shared love for wildlife and aliveness was how we fell in love, ~ that he still surprises me, ~ the way he cares for my car ~ that he takes life's hits and keeps moving forward ~ how he wouldn't quit on "us" and wouldn't let me quit, either ....the peacefulness that's come.
~ the way his eyes smile to me in a crowd, ~ the feel of his hand on the small of my back, ~ the iron sharpening iron way he challenges me with his oh-so-different-from-me-ness, ~ the happy squeeze in my belly when we ride the same wave, ~ the way he's learned to be free about me being me. ~ how we've learned to fight hard and often and well, ~ the way his straight lines sometimes bend to blend with my wavy ones. ~ The way he lives his own truth and keeps it real, ~ his calm courage when I lose it and come undone ~ his humility when I'm the braver one.
~ that his heart is tender,
~ his prayers are real,
~ his love is faithful,
~ his art is forgiveness,
~ and his story is strong.
~ the way he loves his mama, feels his music, and lives out his love
for me real and raw and true,
~ that i love this adventure we share more each day,
~ and that I believe
that together we can find a way
to thrive through whatever comes down this unpaved path
we travel together.
Wait! That’s 29~ and there’s so much more to love!
I want years more still
for the telling.