Tuesday, February 03, 2009
This anniversary
57 years ago today
or 20,818 days ago ...
even 1,798,744,776 seconds ago ...
{depending on how you look at it}
or 20,818 days ago ...
even 1,798,744,776 seconds ago ...
{depending on how you look at it}
Two people made commitments to
forever
love, honor, and cherish each other.
Two people,
my grandparents,
began their lives as husband and wife.
forever
love, honor, and cherish each other.
Two people,
my grandparents,
began their lives as husband and wife.
They shared a beautiful love as they grew old together.
They shared such a precious gift that far too many never know.
Yet time has no mercy.
This anniversary, cruelly paired with fresh wounds of grief, is the first one they'll ever spend apart.
H + J est. March 1947
Believe what you will, but to me, forever is forever. It knows no space, time, or reason. It defies very logic itself. Perhaps separated by immeasurable miles, but cut apart, put to an end? Never. Forever means forever. Love lives on. This love lives on.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
{e.e.cummings}
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
{e.e.cummings}
Beautiful story. One we hear precious few times these days…
posted by Drofen on February 04, 2009 at 9:55pm