Would you walk in the heat of the sun with me... Chase me through the forest until we reach the beach... Fall to the sand with me and sweep me off my feet... Carry me to the ocean. Snorkel with me and hold my hand as we imagine mermaids.
Would you come home from work and help me do laundry... And give me little teasing touches as we make dinner together... Hold my hand as I deal with the difficulties of parenting and set financial goals together... challenge me, push me to reach my goals and focus on my strengths..
Would you shop with me for items for the holidays and day to day...help wrap gifts and make cookies for Santa and blow out the candles before we go to bed..
Would you try to make the best out of our difficult times and go the extra mile ... Carry me when I'm too weak to walk until my legs work again.... Wipe my tears during times of grieve and wipe my joyful tears in times of great joy...
Would you thrill me and make me feel like I'm perfect even though I'm insanely flawed and a tangled mess...lift me off the ground and toss me around playfully ....
Would you travel to the unknown with me in the thoughts of our imagination..enter never never land and fly over the trees as we will never grow up...and listen to music so loud eventually hear aids will be need to just whisper in your lovely ear...
Would you be by my side as morality knocks and appreciate each new gray hair I get and all the wrinkles I have knowing each line I could tell a story with as my body goes south...I no longer look like the one you fell in love with.
Would you...???
Because I would for you...
I would tow the line..
So here I am trying to start something. Here you will read my inner thoughts of my living and being. I am still living because I have pain and joy, once we no longer feel we begin to die... be vulnerable for growth and transformation. Come as you are wounded, sewn together or joyous. It's never to late to write your story or perhaps rewrite it...
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