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What gives a man to love a woman more than any other, to cherish her and hold her, to give her respect and to cheer her up after an unhappy day? What reason is given when he touches her cheek softy, or holds her all night long? Holds me tight and warm, secure in his strong arms and love. And how can I, a woman of so little certainty, know so certainly that I love this man and wish to return all that he gives me double fold?
It has been a long summer of missing each other time and time again. I have lost out on several things, which would have been so important to me, that I would not have missed except for that I was on assignment and unable to leave. Grandma and Grandpa�s visit, Marvin�s funeral. Finn Fest, Jeff�s 24th birthday and our 2nd anniversary. And other stuff, of course, little stuff like seeing Jeff somewhat frequently, riding with Dad, even my eye exam.
And now the summer is fading fast. It was nearly 80 today, but I suspect that other days will not be so warm, and soon the frosts will be crisping the grass, and the flames will die down for another season. My career as a firefighter is drawing to a close, and will likely not be revisited. I have not seen much action this season, for all my 400 hours of overtime. Only small crops, and only when I could least appreciate the view for tiredness or boredom. Funny how sometimes the things I later enjoy recounting most occur when I am least able to appreciate them.
Well, at least I can appreciate Jeff, and our love, and that this summer apart has not torn us apart. I imagine it will be odd to be together frequently after not seeing one another for five weeks, and before that for over two, etc etc� But now I will go to bed, and really know that Jeff loves me, for two people can find one another, and for me, there is Jeff, my soul mate and best friend, my love and my favorite person to hang out with. I am happy, though sad to be without him for another week �, but life will sort itself out, and soon he will be home, and soon I will be part of his home, the home he does not leave. And we will begin a new journey of living together and learning how we can survive in daily contact with each other. I can�t wait. All my love to Jeff, and to the world of firefighters still shivering their asses off somewhere out there.
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