there's a thunder in our hearts, baby

Anonymous asked:

Ae were playing in the sandbox, running to our mothers to tattle on each other's childish antics. He stuck his tongue out and made silly faces and I told him if the wind changed his face would get stuck like that. He dipped my braids in ink when I sat in front of him in class. He picked me first in our classroom games of Ice and Water because he knew I would get picked last. He said I had cooties and smelled of cats. He built forts with me and stayed up until midnight and kissed me when I said I had a bad dream, even though he was scared that he might catch girl cooties. He took me on my first date and let me copy his homework. He hugged me and held my hand and taught me how to punch properly and we sat under the stars on a worn, old carpet and kissed until our lips were swollen, giggling like children all the while. We had picnics and he held doors open for me and promised me forever.

He wore a black tuxedo and shiny shoes and copious amounts of gel and stood in front of an altar and vowed to spend the rest of his life with me.

We had adventures every day, finding joy in the smallest of things, and he taught me how to be better and kind and happy. He laughed at how insatiable I was and we made love a million times a day and I made him breakfast in bed and he poured pancake syrup on my belly-button kissed it away.

We grew up - but we didn't grow old. He laughed at the white strands in our hair and we went to meadows and pointed to clouds and gave them shapes and animals and names and personalities. He told me I had made his dreams come true.

He got sick.

He was diagnosed with cancer and I diagnosed myself with an unstoppable tear duct. He told me I was beautiful when I smiled and he held me and I held him and one day he died.

He is with me still - in my memory, in my heart. In my lips, under my skin. He is in our children - beautiful children with his eyes and his nose and strong chins and small hands. He is in the way the rain falls at night; he is in the stars.

I'm telling you this because I also believe that he is in some of the pictures and quotes you post. Thank you very much, Jennifer. Your blog is lovely and it gives me the strength I need sometimes to carry on. Have a lovely day.

Tears. This is the loveliest and yet saddest thing I have ever read. I’m sorry for your loss but I’m happy (hopeful) knowing you lived such a beatiful happy life together
Thank You for posting this!!
xoxo Jenn