May 19, 2005
I feel that my heart is beating so deeply that it would beat right out of my chest, could it, after the matter, keep beating, keep loving. Dare I confess that I adore him, that I love him? For once I cannot refrain from admitting so.
To walk through meadows adorned with white wildflowers with him, to ride the wings of the breeze, skimming across the salty waters of the sea. To bathe in the moonlight with him, fairies kissing our fingers and toes, fireflies dancing as though they they, too, were in love as he and I are in love.
Dare I imagine such beauty in his company?
I'm so glad I dared.
My marriage is not a fairy tale, as my love-strung words may have anticipated. It is far more beautiful than I could imagine then, than I can express even now. I thank God for this man and all the magic and love he has filled my heart with for the past five years. When I wrote those words, I knew him then only as I know some of you now.
But God works in mysterious ways, so they say...
Perfect photos taken by Casey Jo Jenkins of J9 Photography in Indiana.