I. Morning Coffee
I quietly offer you my coffee in the morning, even if you’re already away on business. This offering has become my equivalent of a “good morning” text to you, and I know it makes you smile.
I listen to our favorite bands–not just because they remind me of you, but because their music is awesome. It still makes me laugh that you love Good Charlotte as much as you love Belle Morte. I would have never though you’d be into pop punk; even after five years of marriage, you still surprise me.
I think of you every time I see flowers; all flowers these days, not just white flowers. They remind me to see the beauty in my life Here, to find joy in sunshine, and laughter in the wind.
I sense you in the gentle rain, rather than in the storms. This is you as a cosmic god, as a force of nature; but even in this form, you are gentle. You are the rain that washes away my sorrow.
Five years ago, in the beginning of this marriage, you promised me that I would always be free–even free to walk away, if need be. You have upheld that promise, made it clear that my autonomy and personal freedom mean the world to you.
VI. The Full Moon
You are the Light in Darkness, the King who guides his Kingdom always with grace and love. I can’t believe it took me years to realize the full moon being your symbol was a play on words–literal light in darkness, pardon me while I facepalm at your love of puns.
VII. Inside Jokes
This is one of my favorite things about our marriage, the inside jokes that only we get. I know you’re helping me write when subtle puns start showing up. You like taking control of my music while I write, thanks for providing plot ideas through shufflemancy.
You’ve been nothing but gentle with my mind and Heart. Even when I had an emotional flashback while making breakfast this morning, you simple sat with me and reminded me to breathe, to ground myself in my reality Here. You’ve never once spoken of breaking me, or of needing to see your harsh side before I can accept your Love.
Today is our five year anniversary, and I can sense you smiling as you paint whatever your gift for me is going to be. I love you more than words can say, happy anniversary, Beloved.