Randy Suits

Contentment in the Valley of Separation

Darling Eve, you are a soothing balm to my soul,

When we’re apart for short periods, it becomes apparent that despite the lack of interaction between us my level of contentment is quite high. Though I miss those playful verbal jabs, the report of your tiring day, your questions about my sister, and every topic that comes to mind, strangely, or maybe not so strangely, a feeling of peaceful contentment settles over me because we are together even when we’re apart. I have found that separation from you can be in the physical only. There is no distance that can come between us for our love expands to fill the shortest or greatest length, width or distance. Of a truth there is only saturation of our love as a sponge soaked to capacity and exuding the overflow. As water seeks its’ own level, our love seeks its’ boundless expanse and limits to stimulate mountain top experiences even on nights when we lay our heads down in different states of the union. I would have you know that you are my one true love because you fill my cup to overflowing. Because your love saturates my being I have contentment in the valley of separation.

Always remember that I love you, Kochany