Love Letter #2

Made it through the entire day without crying.
Now... alone in silence,
curled up with Curious Jorge on the sofa...
they come.
In droves.
Like spring rain.
Reminiscent of sitting on the restaurant balcony in Costa Rica
wishing you were here to share that moment.

Aching...
to see your face.
Wishing..
your lips were touching mind.
Knowing..
that it won't be long but crying anyway.

I never had any formal training
on how to love a mad man.
And yet...
if given the opportunity
I'll try.
Every day.
For all of our lives.
Get well soon.
I love you.

Goodnight Moon.
Keep him safe until he returns home to me.