Did I Ever Tell You
April 04, 2008 07:20 AM EDT
(Updated: April 04, 2008 07:29 AM EDT)
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Did I ever tell you How much you mean to me Starting and ending each day like bookends on an old worn shelf content in each other's presence, whether in conversation or not.
Thinking about all the yesterdays and wondering about the the morrow and just content to share a moment in our lives.
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...and talk and talk and talk and talk...
Sometimes I wish to grow into the quiet companionship where there is not as much to say, because we have lived more of our lives together than apart.
You capture such a wonderful feeling in this. Thank you for sharing it with me.
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We have the same bookends.
I am sure they never knew at that time, the comfort and safety that brought me. A few years back when my grandma was sick I went to take care of her, long after grandpa was gone. At night I would tuck her into bed and crawl in beside her, and we would talk until we both went to sleep. I told her how I felt security as a child hearing them talking before they fell a sleep. After I left, she died a few days later, and I am always happy I got to tell her. Some how though I genuinely think she already knew.
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