It’s amazing to think that there was a day in which I didn’t know your name.
It’s amazing to think that there’s just something to the way we turn from strangers to realized family in sometimes no more than a day. A conversation here, and a night of laughter there, and all of a sudden, you’ve got a place in my heart that’s always near. We’re not a lot alike, yet we’re all the same at that. We’ve got our frailties and failures and strengths and hopes and pasts. You’ve seen me cry and watched me be tired, and you’ve hugged me, and we’ve turned homework in down to the wire. We’ve gone on walks and had very long talks, and listened to the rain and new bands and drums when they clang. You’ve laughed with me and cared to learn my name, what makes me tick, and my everything that is my dreams. You’ve wanted to be next to me, have let me forgive you as much as you forgive me, and let Divineness come to humanity each day that you called. You weren’t expected even though our God knows us perfectly, and I am surprised and smile every time I think of you and me. I’d call you when I wanted to smile. I’d call you when I needed to cry. You’d answer the phone, and just listen and chat for a while. You’d tell me about your heart and make me laugh with something that you’d call art. And it’s been letters and emails and facebook messages and car rides, and lake walks, and camp hills, and sledding trips, and nights in and nights out, and all the things inbetween. And I’ve loved every moment, you see, because I love you, and you love me. I wasn’t kidding when I said I’d never choose to leave.
When people see our lives I know they marvel, not because of what we’ve done.
But because they can see that you’re family today, even though there have been days before when I didn’t even know your name.
I love you.
…because love wins.