When I read the words "fairytale", and begin to read this article ... it spoke to my heart the kind of love I desired. God, you said you will give us, give me, the desires of my heart ... the kind of love this couple shared, the depth of their love and desire for each other ... Care for each other ... In sickness and in health.
"I crawled into ... bed and wrapped my body around his. If I could only get close enough to make the last hour, the last months, disappear. I hugged him tightly, desperately. I wailed his name and listened to his silence, remembering his murmurs, his words of love. I nuzzled my face into his neck as I had many times before, .... warmth ... "I love you, sweetheart," ... kiss on the top of my head, ... strong arms pulling me into him. I covered his thigh with mine, snaking my arm under his pajama top so that I could stroke the chest hair I had first touched years before."
My last night with 44, laying beside him, wrapping his strong arm over and around me. Kissing his hand, his face while he sleeps. Listening to his breaths, nudging him when the pause too long between. I want him well. Praying over him for God to take care of him while in Afghanistan, keep him well, bring him back whole. I want him to be think of me. I wish he has thoughts of me. I can't get him out of my mind. I think of him everyday.
I feel like a part of me is slowly dying. He didn't care about my dreams. He didn't care about my heart. How did I fall in love with a man that didn't care ...
You can't chose who you love, only how you love ...
Love you always,
Yo
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