Love Letters
The Small Things are the Biggest Thing
 I'm coming home to you, Baby. I just finished some computer work and paperwork here on the darkened plane so tomorrow I won't be so rushed. That way I can spend more leisurely time with you. I need that. I hope you do too.
It's interesting how our relationship is wrapped around everything I do. There is truly no separation between you - us- work - world - life. It makes me feel whole, complete for the first time I can remember in my life. Sure there are concerns, uncertainties, but we share them. I no longer hold them privately inside. It really feels good.
You have slipped into me wrapped around me. You have tightly bound my multiple existences into a complete whole. I feel whole, albeit challenged at times, but as long as we keep this holism I, we, will be OK. That's even if the outward evidence sometimes seems to the contrary.
It's interesting how I've become so dependent upon you in so many ways. I was very resistant, at first, because I didn't want to burden you, or have you swim through "doing things" for me to keep our relationship going. But, as ever, you were very insistent. Now you dominate every facet of my life.
I really love all the cute little things you do – the joy you get at finding a great deal on something I didn't know we needed – your giddiness when you you've gotten to the bottom of your filing stack, your pride in the interior cleanliness of your car.
Then there's your cooking. You create a fabulous dish, then make up an entirely different one the next day, then a total departure the next day – next - next - next. How do you do that? With you, the accumulation of small things is the biggest thing. Delight.
It's so fun watching your creativity in so many areas and enterprises. Then there is your original creation of a laugh. It's loud, unrestrained, and infectious, especially when Lucille Ball or Woody Allen do something absolutely silly. You're silly in those moments and I absolutely love it – love you, adore you, worship at the foot of your constantly unfolding divinity.
I am so fortunate that in the vast arcing journey of your life you have made a stop to visit with me these few years. And like the most wonderful of house guests you delight me at every turn. You create out of routine and dreariness a house of beauty and a home of joy. Thank you for being the great presence in my heart, the resident enlightment of my soul.
Thank you for touching me physically, verbally, psychically with such ardor and sensual firmness. Having spent years questioning my lovability, I am now convinced that you love me totally. This change has been difficult for me to adjust to. Unfamiliarity is the culprit, not you.
I just want to return to unto you with equal measure all you have given me. All you give me every day. Thank you so much my friend, my Soulmate. My grateful heart is eternally yours.
Zander C
Copyright 2007-2009, Zander C. All rights reserved.
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