To life:
Sweetheart, sweetie, baby, babe, darling, doll, honey…
And any combination thereof.
I’ve been in relationships where it takes a second to remember how to vocalize the other person’s name, it hadn’t been used in so long.
A lot has happened. Very quickly.
There’s so much to say, and so few words… My head is still jumbled and reeling.
I just have to take a second to thank all of my mistakes and wrong turns, all of the times I’ve said, “I should have known better” and all of the times I haven’t been able to say anything at all. All of the moments I thought I’d regret, and all of the times I’ve predicted with some assurances,”This is gonna be a good night,” thank you. All of the broken hearts and mending words, the drunken injuries and spinning out; My successes and epic fails, I appreciate. Every time I’ve had to pack to move to another state, every time I thought that I’d found where I belonged, only to be shoved in the opposite direction; and every kiss I closed my eyes tight, to remember the moment forever, and then forgot; thanks. To every time I was lost, and every time I found myself again: thank you.
Life teaches us to be thankful for everything, and I have found, yet again, the pure and simple reason.
I wouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t be writing, I wouldn’t be placing a hand over my ribcage to somehow calm the fluttering bird that seeks refuge between my lungs, if not for the life I’ve lived.
Just by living, and learning, and being only and truly and honestly and exactly who I am, I’ve found someone that makes me happy, and who delights in me as well.
So, to life: Cheers.
