clrmehppygrl's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heart and Soul What do I call them? My loves? Lovers? My partners? Is there a term for what these two people in my life mean to me? There's my husband who is my rock, my stability, the place from where I grow. He is beautiful in his affections and his compassion for both my son, and for me. He sacrificed everything he knew of his life, where he lived, his family, his friends, and came to make a new life with me. He has saved me from myself so many times over. My husband is my soul, someone who is so deeply seated inside of me that the line where he ends and I begin is blurred. Then there's Jupiter, my sweet beauty from the past that has come back around to steal my breath away one more time. She makes my insides turn to jelly everytime I hear her speak. She has braved the depths of Hell to emerge a woman strong in her will and steady in her knowledge of who she is. She makes me proud of her every day. Her eyes, so clear, so full of love, pierce me every time she finds mine with them. Jupiter is my heart, making it skip beats, and flutter like a bird in my chest. These are two people that I am deeply, passionatly, incredibly in love with. How can such a simple word give any justice to who they are? There is my heart and my soul, each holding a place that only they can hold, no substitutions will suffice. My chest, my happiness, is so overflowing that it overwhelms sometimes. But it's beautiful. 1:10 pm - 2005-08-06 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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