A year ago I walked toward Luke with a lump in my throat. I was laughing, but not; crying, but not; biting my bottom lip so that nothing crazy would come out of my mouth. My father was helping me walk toward Luke's beaming face. He seemed sturdy and constant and I wanted to burst to pieces.
5 months before that, Luke walked me through the woods, collecting leaves and proclaiming the beauty of that last autumn day. He had a burning lump in the pocket of his jeans, a ring, waiting for his future wife. As we stood by a pond in the fading sunlight, he put it on my finger, shaking and grinning and crying.
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oh, i love love love love love love love this.
this is wonderful! 4 years ago today Brian and I were married. Happy Anniversary
you forgot to mention the part where tyler had to wade out in the pond to get the bottle that broke off the rope. not so romantic, but funny.
michelle miller and i went on a walk on southern parkway yesterday. we passed by the house. i was explaining to her of how it was just one year ago, the details of the decorations and the excitement everyone was wearing on their face. remind me to tell you of the beautiful thing she said of you and luke next time i see you. :)
it's wonderful to see love growing deeper and wider.
i remember that day so well yet there's no way i could have told you the date unless you would have told me first. i need something to store my cherished cherished memories more exactly. Man where is Dumbledore and the pensieve when you need it.
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