For thinking of me while creating this vast beautiful world, I thank you. Without you I would have no existence. My children would cease to exist. I would not have been able to experience such beauty, such magic, a surreal dream in the waking. I would not be able to hear the pitter patter of a child's footsteps on the floor, or up the stairs. I would not be able to see the smiles and amazing faces of every single person that I love. I would not be able to feel the grass beneath my feet on summer nights, or the freezing of the snow on the bare trees in the winter. I would not be able to climb those trees, or hunt in the woods that you have provided. I would not be able to run through the winding paths, between the branches, or smell the fresh dirt and rotting of fallen leaves and dead wood. I would not be able to love, live...be. Thank you God.
I would be filled with a dirtiness that I could not clean or get any redemption from. It would have eaten away at me until I was completely devoured and it ceased my existence. I never would have been good enough. I never would have known what a clean slate was. I would have never known what it would be like to have someone die for me. I would have never known true love. I would have never felt the pureness of a soul. I would have never known you. You were beaten until your blood ran through the crevices of the cracked earth, you bled, you pained, you were there. With my face in mind, my sins wracking your body. I would not know grace or forgiveness today. Thank you Jesus.
I'm so glad I wondered the darker roads. Because the light that I had come to along those dark roads was beautifully blinding. The paths that I had taken were dirty and charred. I had burned them to the ground and I had walked them alone. I had lost compassion for myself. I had lost faith in myself. I had simply lost...myself. and you found me. You saw me. You're eyes sung a song that I had only dreamed of hearing before. One of those songs you would only hear on a hot summer night, toes dipped into a lake, the stars shining bright. It was my fist experience at brightness. I'm thankful for the unknown way that I had taken to get there. For the invitation to a church I no longer belonged to. I'm thankful that God, and the universe, and the stars pushed me to go. Because we were written in the stars. They would have been incomplete without us. The sky would have never been the same. I love your brown eyes and sense of humor. I love how you can make me laugh even when I would think it to be impossible, or how you can even do it at the worst possible times. I love our stupid fights that we are over in 5,4,3,2,1...:) I love making fun of cheesy movies with you and our silent conversations. I love you. Thank you John.
I waited and waited for a love as pure as ours. Untouched, never tainted. clean and white as snow. I waited and waited for a love where I knew that I could in no doubt die for someone without a second thought or hesitation. Just jump in and die. That's what I wanted. Something worth dying for. And now I have two things worth dying for. You are my salvation, you are my will at sheer survival, you are my death if you need it to be. But that is okay. With my last breath I will scream I love you. With my last bits of energy I will reach to you. I will reach into a tomorrow where you are protected. Where you are safe and guided. Where you are simply alive. You influence my decisions and offer me dreams that I never knew I had until you. You allow me to succeed and do things that I never dreamt possible. And I do it all for you. My life is for you. You have saved me. And I will save you every single time, no matter how impossible or difficult that it may seem. I will be there even when I know you are wrong. My love will continue into a forever that will never...ever end. You are magic. You are real. You are mine. And I am yours. And let me tell you a secret. There is no end to a love as pure and warm, and beautiful and radiant as ours. Nothing could ever separate us. Thank you Steven and Jewel, my blue eyed boy, and green eyed girl. You are more than a dream.
There are so many people, so many things to be thankful for. And I could type out my thanks all day and night. For all of those that I didn't mention. For all of those that know you belong here. I thank you as well.
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