When I Hit The Water I Hit The Deep End

When I Hit The Water I Hit The Deep End

A slow rhythm is playing in the background. You’re a couple of feet away from each other.  It’s raining, you’re eyes are closed, and you can hear the water hit the roof.  The rain is causing a mist to rise off the road… you can see the steam rising…

Friend: Let me ask you question.
Me: Okay…

Friend: Well, what’s up with all the romantic crap on your site?
Me: What do you mean?
Friend: Your always writing as if the room is about to start on fire.
Me: Yes, I do at times write what I see in a relationship

Friend: Dude! You’ve got to knock it off!
Me: Pffft… suck it up man, just cause your girl reads this blog and thinks you suck.
Friend: But your making it difficult for me.
Me: Don’t slack off then… problem solved.

Friend: You suck.
Me: I accept that deficiency

[ She has the heat ]

The heart is the most powerful of tools in a relationship.  It’s what leaves people either deeply in love at 95 or left in a broken marriage at 34. It’s what allows you to love your child so perfectly.  It’s what allows you to realize that you are raising men and women. Ones who will go on to love their spouses and their children.

And the simple act of being in love with your wife… it’s the perfect and most wonderful of storms.  One that you share together.  Where you protect each other from the lightning and thunder, where when the rain falls the two are safely in each other’s arms.

Every moment that you can show and demonstrate your love to her, the more ingrained she will be into you.  She will yearn to always be close. You revel in her efforts and you support her in her trials.  You lift her up when she has fallen.  Holding each other close, when you both have the strength.  Doing all of this for her, and she will want to do all of this for you.  You live one in spirit, one in purpose and one in goals.

Every touch she gives, you revel in it.  Every smile she gives, you smile back.  When you wink at her, she will wink back. When you whisper in her ear, she will lean in and listen.

When you gently touch her hand, and squeeze it three times.  She will stop what she is doing and look at you… Knowing that you just told her… that you love her.