............ Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
-- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I talked to Bill on the phone this morning and chatted about what I had on my agenda for today - tidying up a bit before Garrin's speech therapist got here, etc etc ....So I said "Gosh, I have nothing to blog about today......". So he said "Why don't you write about how much we love each other...." No really, he said that. So much to his chagrin, I remembered the poem above and am hereby dedicating it to my awesome husband whom I love more than life itself.
So as I was tidying up I thought I would also SHOW him how much I love him by putting it in "writing".
Here you go baby. My love written in the 4 inches of dust that is our home sweet home.