Last night, I asked for a love letter in honor of Love Note day– today, September 26th. You are a writer and a romantic, so I didn’t think this would be a problem at all.
You didn’t write one.
I saw you thinking about it when you were doing a last minute load of laundry for me at midnight. You made a joke about it just a few hours later, when finishing up the dishes I forgot to wash again.
I wasn’t feeling too well, so you tucked me in bed. You cared for our cats, wrote out a grocery list, set the alarm so I wouldn’t be frantic in the morning, and put on a movie for us to watch together. I know you were looking forward to scary movies, but you opted for something that would make me laugh instead.
Before falling asleep, I asked again if you were going to write a love letter for me, and you said probably not– but you’re a writer and a romantic. I still expected one.
We woke up early and drove up to my sister’s house. It’s a long drive, on your least favorite freeway, and you wouldn’t have had to go along at all if I could drive. It was hot, and our carefully planned meal schedule was disrupted for the trip, so you weren’t feeling your best. You didn’t say anything, though, when I sang along to all the songs at full volume.
I asked if you had started the love letter and you said no. I reminded you that love letters are how people know that someone loves them and we continued that conversation into my sister’s house, where I was supposed to babysit.
I ended up needing to work, and you watched two very young girls for several hours straight. Every time I looked up from my project, you were giving piggy back rides, learning ballet moves, picking noodles and cheerios off the floor, and singing the theme song to Doc McStuffins. Our niece wrapped her arms around your neck and professed her love for you.
When you told her that you loved her too, she asked why. You and I exchanged a look and laughed because I had been asking you a similar question all day. You told her it was because she was so thoughtful, which is the perfect answer to give a 3-year-old girl.
It was late before you ate, and later before we made it home. You rested on the bed for just a moment and then our cat became sick. You stood up to take care of the mess because that’s what you do. You stand up, and you take care of things.
I asked for a love letter, and you never did write one, but I want you to know– I received it.
It was a love letter written with action, patience, and sacrifice. It is not the type of letter that will make it into a textbook or a best seller’s list, but it will stand the test of time. It is not the type of letter that someone else could read, as it is written in the language of nuances that are important to us.
I lived your love letter today– as I do every day.
It’s how I know you love me.
I hope you remember that I always notice every little thing you to do make my life easy, happy, and safe. In a manner of speaking, me noticing these things is my love letter to you.
And though I am not much of a writer, and even less of a romantic, I hope you are able to read mine as clearly as I read yours.
With everlasting love,
* Update, my husband left a comment on this post with a love letter to me after all. I really did know he would.
Weekly Writing Challenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/23/weekly-writing-challenge-events/
Prompts for the Promptless: https://thequeencreative.wordpress.com/2013/09/24/forthepromptless-s-3-e-8-love-notes/
This week’s cast (so far!):
- Serendipity – Love Notes to Joe
- Mind of a Mouse – Dear Mary
- Breathing Space – Love Letter to my Life
- The Dog Chronicals – My Love Letter.
- TheMatticusKingdom – A Billet-Doux for my Wife
- The Seeker’s Dungeon – Resting in the Spirit of your Love
- The Cranky Giraffe – “Love”Session
- Award-Winning Dreamer – Love Letter to Nate
- Not the Family Business – Blue, I love you
- Ok Who Ate the Daisies – To the Me that is to Be
- As the Forest Bird Flies – You Are My World
- Draliman – Full Circle
- … and you?