The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard
The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby
Otherwise I am left alone this morning
It will rain soon.
You always loved the rain, windows open at night
to catch the lightening’s flash and the thunders crash
You slept well to the rhythm of the patter of the rain
I wonder if this morning you’ve woken from a dream filled sleep
On a soft bed made of clouds
And if you are with our parents and our child
Are you transformed or do you spend your time in a familiar form.
When I recite to myself the infinite numbers of whys and hows I love you,
I begin with your hard won wisdom, born of the troubles we’ve seen, your sense of adventure, your curiosity and the depth of your sense of humor.
I loved to make you smile and spent a lifetime thinking of ways to make you laugh.
Friends and family alike would see something that struck them as odd, funny or outrageous and save it for their next conversation with you. Just to be rewarded by a burst of your laughter.
You were all in, on the things you loved, your children, grandchildren, godchildren, friends, Ruby and even saved a little for me.
Your exuberance for experiences in life was awe inspiring.
You became over time an excellent story teller and accumulated so many wonderful life experiences to share.
I will never forget listening to you at a friends party when someone mentioned living on a house boat. And you said “I’ve always wanted to live on one.”
The funny thing was at that moment we had been together for over twenty years and I had never heard about this life long desire but if someone had handed you the keys you would have had me packing and if it had pleased you I would have been whistling while I did.
Although I can’t wish us a Happy 46th Anniversary for me it will be filled with gratitude for those spent together.
I hope that you will be rocked to sleep tonight by the waves neath your houseboat listening to the patter of the rain with brief flashes and gentle sounds of thunder in the distance.
With undying love and gratitude.