On a flight from San Diego, California to Hartford, Connecticut I penned this poem.
It was one week before my wedding day.
Always and forever
My love for you will grow
Together or apart
It’s you I love, ya’ know?
Away from you
My heart grows weary
Apart from you
My joy is low
When you’re near me
My heart lights up
When you’re close
My insides glow
Soon that day will be upon us
Soon our lives will be joined
I cannot picture my life without you
I can’t imagine being so alone
Now we’re together, reunited again
This time forever, forever my friend
Most of our courtship had been spent apart from each other. We developed our relationship through many letters and phone calls. My wife says my letters are what captured her heart.
I believe it was that and the fact I had full employment and benefits. The rest was merely potential and the desire to work with raw materials.
Admit it ladies, every woman who looks at a man as a future mate says to herself, “Hmmm. I can work with that.”
When was the last time you wrote something substantive — a letter, a story, a journal entry, etc. — by hand? Could you ever imagine returning to a pre-keyboard era?