Love letters on August 29
My Love,
I had promised myself that once returned to you I would never again be gone on an August 29th. But here I am, this time much farther than before.
It was with you that I learned to fall in love. It was with you that I learned what it was to live without that love. And so I have followed my heart to distant shores, and away from you. Because from you I learned what it is to let go without giving up or giving in.
Life goes on, GrandMere. The choices no easier. The losses no less painful. The lessons still linger. And the moments of brilliance could be no sweeter. Like an evening on a French Quarter sidewalk, crawfish juice on our wrists, lips stinging while we smiled and laughed in sticky air, under emerging stars. Like fingers hardened and eyes tired from cutting and sewing and gluing to be the prettiest. Like the trolley bell and the ferry horn and hearing that accent say, 'Order in'. And if that's as close as I ever get to normal ever again, I'm satisfied with that.
I'm so homesick tonight. I miss my family, my community. I miss you.
So 'I love you because I know no other way than this.'
Take care, beloved. I'll see you again soon.
I had promised myself that once returned to you I would never again be gone on an August 29th. But here I am, this time much farther than before.
It was with you that I learned to fall in love. It was with you that I learned what it was to live without that love. And so I have followed my heart to distant shores, and away from you. Because from you I learned what it is to let go without giving up or giving in.
Life goes on, GrandMere. The choices no easier. The losses no less painful. The lessons still linger. And the moments of brilliance could be no sweeter. Like an evening on a French Quarter sidewalk, crawfish juice on our wrists, lips stinging while we smiled and laughed in sticky air, under emerging stars. Like fingers hardened and eyes tired from cutting and sewing and gluing to be the prettiest. Like the trolley bell and the ferry horn and hearing that accent say, 'Order in'. And if that's as close as I ever get to normal ever again, I'm satisfied with that.
I'm so homesick tonight. I miss my family, my community. I miss you.
So 'I love you because I know no other way than this.'
Take care, beloved. I'll see you again soon.