To be loved is a gift beyond all others. The universe is entirely about love. Love is the heartbeat of life. I was blessed to be loved in a way that made me feel special, made me feel as a man needs to feel, made me feel assured and confident in her dedication to me as the most important person in her life. And, I loved her in the same way. She was my everything. I delighted in acts of kindness and gifts of grace and goodness to her every day. Sometimes a wink across the room, a call to her for lunch, easing her worry about some little thing, encouraging her to wear the red dress, reminding her how beautiful she was then and now. Verbal flowers, a gentle kiss, spooning in bed, and always putting her first before everyone and everything. We never went a day without saying "I love you". We talked. We listened. We never sat and said nothing. We shared everything. Every little thing. We were best friends. Constant companions. She was my champion. I was her biggest fan. We took pride in each other, encouraged each other and supported each other in every endeavor. We made joint decisions and shared the relationship.

This depth of love and intimacy didn't come overnight. Love takes time to learn about each other, develop trust, find common ground, make little sacrifices for each other, learn each others dreams, be patient with each other, forgiveness is the gift of grace open minded, open hearted putting her well being first. I was honored to adore her and to be inspired by her. When one knows the depth of love possible it is not difficult to dream that it may come around the next corner or bend in the road. Be ready.