Future Perspective of a Day Like Today: November 3rd
Today I studied many studies. Studies that were brilliantly put together. Very organized. Exactly what I imagine my study will look like when I finish it. After studiously studying studies, I turned to my studies.
Now studying thoughts, pondering studies, and admiring them.
As I studied, many calls and other ways of communication were made to those "Gold-circle" friends who make my life just that much more enjoyable.
We shared dreams, accomplishments, visions, lessons learned and many more things.
I had few breaks in-between my schedule. In those breaks, I raked the leaves.
Yes, today was a day to rake. I only raked the front yard, but with such a large yard, even the front was a task to behold. Autumn hung in the air like its leafs on a strong breeze.
At the end of the day, I received a call informing me that I had several applicants for the job openings in my company.
After skipping around the house a few times (and throwing a couple of round-off backhand springs I knew my chiropractor friend would hate me for), I decided the leaf pile needed some company.
I ran inside, picked up my wife (who had a schedule of her own, but willingly let me take her) and set her down at the front door to cover her eyes with a bandana I had grabbed before sweeping her off her feet. I then ran and selected a few blankets with sentimental value, covered her in them, then cradled her and continued on our journey to the leaf pile.
Setting her down on her feet, I took one of the blankets off and laid it to the side.
With my left hand in her right, I took off her blindfold and embraced her tightly, then kissed her, letting her know that I loved her in my native love language -the most meaningful to me, and as such, the most meaningful to her.
For the next ten or twenty minutes, we played around in the leaves like kids. Become as a child, right? Haha.
We cleaned up afterwards, and as she was finishing, I got dinner ready for the both of us and told her it would all be outside when she was ready.
So then, with my leaf-covered blankets and dinner set out, I wondered how it was that I could fool such an amazing woman into marrying me. Haha. Just kidding.
I felt that we worked well together, strengthening each other, backing up each other in our weaknesses. To say that one of us got the better or worse end of the stick would be completely false. Rather, our hands fit perfectly into both of the sides of the stick we had been given, because we chose to work it.
Then she came outside.
She was simply dressed, yet as elegantly as any queen.
Words could not express the beauty that my mind had such a hard time grasping.
It was one of those "you had to be there' moments. ;)
So we sat and ate dinner. We talked about our schedules, our victories, our realizations, epiphanies and such.
After dinner, she insisted that I let her take everything in and clean up. It wasn't going to happen. Playful debate then erupted on why it would be better for either of us to do it.
We eventually settled on sharing the quest of labor and both cleaned up dinner.
I purposely let her go in first so I could make sure the blanket had been left out.
I finished putting everything away and then, with an exasperated look on my face, (acting as the worst actor I possibly could) said, "Ohr nor!! (I decided Aussie accent was the way to go here) I left the blanket outside! Do ya think you could help me grab it?"
She laughed, knowing what I was doing, and took the arm I held out for her.
As soon as we arrived at the blanket, I tackled her.
Giving her kisses and tickling her till even my man strength ;) couldn't hold her down.
Then we laid there.
We were there for a while. Silent for most of it, but at the end, I reiterated those things that are the most important to me.
We picked up the blanket to be washed inside, then finished our routines and slept, cuddled cozily underneath warm and comfortable sheets.
I just recently came across your blog. I've clicked through some of your previous postings, but this one has been my favorite so far. The way you express your thoughts and inner feelings is a true gift! I could completely imagine your story happening. Keep writing, as I'm sure you will. People need your inspiration and honesty.
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