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Cycling on Mackanac Island

Dear Eve, my travel planner,

We vacationed on Mackinac Island, MI over the fourth of July. No cars to polute the air we breathed or impede our progress on the paved roads. Only an occasional horse drawn taxi to pass or follow a short distance until we could ride ahead. We were up early to rent a good mountain bike and off to the splendor of fresh air, majestic lake views, relaxed chit chat and oneness, a togetherness unsurpassed and unique. We revelled in the freedom from city structure and eagerly pressed on to the next high peak or historic site. The luxury to dedicate each waking moment to the one you love without the competition of family, friends, associates or routine is rare. Ewa is my one and only, my true love. Together with the saturation of her zest for life and zeal to fill each unforgiving minute with sixty seconds of life, we breathe the thin air of exhileration and happiness.
May we always glory in what our God has done for us for the golden memories attest to the certainty that she will always be mine and I will always be hers. There is only one Ewa and God gave her to me. She is golden in purity, iron in dedication, and yet delicate as the flowers of spring and soft as a baby’s skin. Her hair is like velvet, glistening and flowing as she blow dries it in our room on the couch.
What more could a woman be than what my Ewa is. Because she is mine and we are one my soul sings and my heart beats in rhythm. When I consider that we are complete as one, it is apparent that we live out our dreams daily. Even the common days bring bliss beyond comprehension. Cycling with Ewa or mowing the lawn as she nurtures he flowers, it’s all the same mountaintop experience.

Loving you and your touch forever,Kochany