It seems once upon a time when our story began. A child’s tale of dream and illusion. Lost in a world of connection, of each other. Brought together through circumstance or fate. Through choice or desire, it seemed a fairy tale indeed. In truth our love has been an enchanting struggle. An epic love poem from tales long past. In our weakness, we found strength. In our strength, compassion and warmth. I do not need reason to love, but to know that reason is not needed to love. My love is given only for love, nothing more, nothing less. In our story there is only one. One hurt, one happiness, one fulfillment. At times it has seemed that we had finished our story. Only to turn the page and find another chapter. One that we could have never dreamed.
As we enact our love story, I can only pray that we do it together…
Hand in hand, side by side, as one…
You complete me because I am yours completely…
I love you and I will do it for ever…
Your’ Husband,
Charles.
12.25.14