There is something so amazing, tender, precious, strengthening, exciting, and secure about a love that continues to grow and bloom and hold you. And when you can see God all over it, in it, above it, and under it... and know that it is a precious gift from Him... a way that He loves you for Himself... and blesses you both in return... there is a sweet warmth that fills you from head to toe... and you know you are really blessed.
I have such a love. I am so blessed. I am so thankful. I am so lucky. I am so loved. I love so much.
That love has continued to amaze me time and time again. It catches me off guard with little moments or conversations that wrap an extra layer of protection and foundation to it's very presence. It is no longer the giddy love of two new hearts discovering little secrets and hidden places. It is a mature love of two familiar hearts, tried and tested and stretched, forever entwined to discover little secrets, hidden places, and new adventures. It is love... real love... and it is the most precious gift one can ever give or receive.
Thank you my precious Fly Boy... thank you for your amazing love that makes me feel yummy all over after 17 years... and thank you for letting me love you!