Wednesday, January 27, 2016

A wonderful coming home present

While I was recently gone for a week to see my parents, Satu had a great idea to bring warmth and love into our bedroom. When I came home I found these two wonderful photo displays.



These are some pictures of our life together, Satu chasing a horseshoe crab, interacting with birds, the world and each other. There is a picture of me smiling so big that I look like I am eating the world, which is how I feel when I see the pictures of us. All over the wall are little reminders of the weird and wonderful times we have together and the little gifts that show up in our world. I would rather spend my time with Satu than anywhere with anyone on earth. Her laugh is the sound that I most enjoy in this world and it makes me feel like a success when I get to hear it. 

For the first time in my life, I am with someone who knows me so well she can see the thoughts behind my actions. She not only knows my heart, she cares for it and protects it from the world, and now, she has made us a little place of our own where both our hearts can be seen in these pictures. 

Right now, these things are the things that make me feel more connected and secure since our lives are running on opposite schedules. I am potentially facing a promotion at work, which is good news for us, but also wouldn't change my schedule to a day time schedule as soon as we had hoped. These little reminders of our lives together help me stay focused and know that if I can just get through one week at a time, Satu and I will get to reconnect at the end of it and swap our stories and hold each other. The pictures and the warm, loving home that I come home to make everything else fade into the background.

Even though I will not be around when she reads these posts because I will likely be at work, I hope that my beautiful wife can feel my cool hand on her forehead and know that she is loved every single second of every day including those moments between two seconds where time stretches and one can get lost in the magnitude of it all.

No comments:

Post a Comment