June 19, 2007
In a Reverie
I've been reading through my husband's emails to me, sent in the early '90s when we were getting to know each other, dating, and starting to think about the possibility of getting married and how nice that would be. It's been a romantic and lovely trip. I printed out all his emails back then because I was receiving them at the college computer centre, not having my own connection to the internet in my dorm room at the beginning of our courtship. Now I'm glad I did all that printing out, because it's fun to read them on old paper with holes down the sides like they used to have. Makes it seem more authentically 17-years-old than if I read them on a screen.
In the past week or so I've forsaken reading blogs, obviously doing any blogging myself, and even have lost much interest in email. The school year is coming solidly to a close (3.5 days left), my regular activities have shut down, and people are turning their focus towards summer travel and a good rest from routine. I'm in a strange floundering state of searching for purpose and fulfillment. For some reason I decided to use some of my extra free time to embark on this exciting sedentary time travel through my husband's prolific letters and my accompanying journal, to relive those thrilling days of discovering each other and exploring how to have a Christ-centred romantic relationship with a view to eventually uniting permanently. It makes me feel all the more fortunate to have actually landed such a catch. We've been married over 14 years now and he keeps pleasantly surprising me with new sayings I've never heard before. He keeps wrapping his arms around my waist at the kitchen sink.
The reason I am posting today after this 12-day break is that he more or less said that he misses reading my entries! That was incentive enough for me. And touching to hear.
And today I get to go have lunch with him in London at his office. I am super-blessed.
(Yellow-blossomed tree is from 30 May, at end of our driveway)
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I well recall the first time I ever saw David as we passed at the woodsy crossroads in Harvard, MA. He was in his red Prelude, and I asked God if he were "the one" you and I had prayed for so many years before....he was!
So many memories, such adventurous times trusting God and finding Him to be true to His Word, and to His children.
Posted by: Patricia Taylor | Jun 20, 2007 5:29:10 AM
That's a beautiful tree!
Posted by: Martin LaBar | Jun 20, 2007 3:39:34 PM