Wednesday, February 14, 2007
When Mark goes out of town, there's one thing I miss. Him. Not his help, just him. There's something magical about him walking through the door at night that makes everything (no matter how terrible it might be at that very minute) better. My heart skips a beat and my muscles relax and I melt in his arms and I have the strength to go on for one more day. He doesn't have to do anything except walk through that door. That's it. And for Caleb it's the same. When Daddy comes home, Caleb is okay. And when Caleb is feeling sick, Daddy is the medicine that makes it all better. There is no one else that can heal my heart the way Mark does. He is the love of my life. And I know, Mark, I've been a bear lately and you feel like nothing you do makes me happy, but I want you to know. . . I love you. And when you walk through that door each night, even though sometimes I give you the look of death, really. . . I couldn't be happier. And there's no thought scarier to me than the thought of losing you because what would I do, if I didn't have you coming home to me each night? What would I do without you? Happy Valentine's Day and. . . come home quick.
posted by Shana # 1:40 PM 
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