Love Letters

Well, I finally have my zest back for life.  I'm sitting here drinking a cup of coffee and smiling with Laney by my side.  The sun is shinning for the second day in a row and I'm feeling energetic.  Yesterday I woke up and actually felt alive again and spent the day cleaning up the mess I had made over the past two weeks.  After my walk on the track the other evening, I slept twelve hours.  I guess that is what I needed.  I think I scared my husband, as I felt him lay his hand on my chest and face to see if I was still breathing.  Yes, I am alive.

Over the course of two weeks a lot of junk mail piled up.  Such a waste of trees, so I put the shredder to work and sent the paper off to recycle.  I was thinking how I wished that letters would come in the mail instead of all the junk. I love hand written letters as they are wonderful keepsakes from our past. They tell a story about our life.  I have spent the last six months sorting through things from the past and ran across a box of letters from a friend. There are 32 years of letters in the box.  I have been corresponding with  my friend since childhood, and no it is not by text message.

I guess you could say that I have had ties to the great state of Texas for 32 years.  My friend that  I have been writing to, lives north above Dallas.  Over the last three years of traveling to Texas, I have not made the time to see her.  I am hoping someday that our paths will cross again as we have only seen each other twice in those 32 years.  As for now our letters will keep us connected many miles apart.  I send much gratitude to the US postal service.

Speaking of letters, I also found love letters from my husband and poetry that I wrote back in my college days.  If we should loose our minds we still will have love letters to remind us how much in love we are.  I have to laugh as some things never change.  My husband talks a lot in the letters about football and the love he has for it.  He still to this day talks a lot about football and he reminds me with a big smile on his face that he loves football as much as me.  OH-IO, Go Bucks!!

I noticed that I spend a lot of time writing about the sunshine, as I also did back in college.  Yes, I love sunshine and flowers.  Life is beautiful!!  So, I leave you today with something I wrote many suns ago.

  As the world awakes, the morning sun warms my heart.
    As my eyes open, the morning sun brightens my life.
       As the sun sets, my heart is full of love.

Elizabeth