Love isn’t always something that we fall into. Sometimes we stick our toes in first to make sure it feels right. Sometimes we wade in slowly, adjusting as we go. Sometimes love falls on us unexpectedly. But no matter how many ways love tends to finds us, it will always drown our senses to dim the awareness of anything else.
This love wasn’t a choice. This love was pacing the hospital waiting room as I was being born. It was a love softer than clouds, warmer than fire, and stronger than diamonds. It was the love of a proud Grampa greeting his first granddaughter.
As the years flew by, our hearts remained tethered by an unbreakable, yet very flexible, bond. Our hearts were joined as one beating in two separate bodies. Now I am carrying them both in mine. I keep you alive in my thoughts, in my dreams, and in our love. There will never be anyone who can embody love as you did. No love will ever live as long as yours.
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