As Halloween approaches I hope that you'll take the time to go to the list on the right and click June. Then click a post entitled The White Sign. It's pretty spooky for a true story. Also try August, then Campfire Song.
The subject of my post today is Love Letters. This term is out of date since letters are a thing of the past. Love, at least, seems to be doing rather well. Painful as it may seem at the time, our teenage years are thrilling in many ways. When you receive a love letter it is wonderful. You may find yourself reading it multiple times and you guard it zealously. For many of us it is the first time we express our feelings in print. Texting is a nice substitute, I suppose.
I was listening to an old song by Elvis last night. The title is Love Letters. It made me think about times my wife and I were apart and I would almost ache to see her or hear her voice on the phone. When I would be gone on military duty, not seeing her or the children, it was rough. In this day of instant and convenient communication it seems hard to understand not talking to someone for several weeks. Then you get a letter in the mail and maybe your hands shake a little as you open it.
As the years went by there were times my work took me out of town for interviews or temporary jobs at plants all over America. There were no cell phones in those days. Very lonely times.
Sometimes I can relate to Mr. Spock of Star Trek. Love is ... illogical. To hurt inside for the sight or sound or feel of someone seems a bit silly in the cold light of day. Yet we know such a thing exists even though it's intangible.
One day I was mowing a large field and I ran over some rabbits. The mother would not leave the little bunnies even though it cost her life. This shook me to the core. It still shakes me as I write this. This love thing is serious stuff and has the power to shake a planet. To have the incredible good fortune to experience it even once, briefly, is pretty cool.
I heard a story once. A train engineer told it. He saw two small girls playing on the tracks. As they started to get out of the way, one girl's foot got stuck. As she screamed in terror her friend turned and saw her plight. Rather than have her friend face the horror alone she ran back and held her friend in her arms as the train hit them. Love will stand while the world's on fire and prevail against the gates of hell.
It is my wish for you that love finds you and you live to enjoy it for many years. From the green retreat. CE Wills
The subject of my post today is Love Letters. This term is out of date since letters are a thing of the past. Love, at least, seems to be doing rather well. Painful as it may seem at the time, our teenage years are thrilling in many ways. When you receive a love letter it is wonderful. You may find yourself reading it multiple times and you guard it zealously. For many of us it is the first time we express our feelings in print. Texting is a nice substitute, I suppose.
I was listening to an old song by Elvis last night. The title is Love Letters. It made me think about times my wife and I were apart and I would almost ache to see her or hear her voice on the phone. When I would be gone on military duty, not seeing her or the children, it was rough. In this day of instant and convenient communication it seems hard to understand not talking to someone for several weeks. Then you get a letter in the mail and maybe your hands shake a little as you open it.
As the years went by there were times my work took me out of town for interviews or temporary jobs at plants all over America. There were no cell phones in those days. Very lonely times.
Sometimes I can relate to Mr. Spock of Star Trek. Love is ... illogical. To hurt inside for the sight or sound or feel of someone seems a bit silly in the cold light of day. Yet we know such a thing exists even though it's intangible.
One day I was mowing a large field and I ran over some rabbits. The mother would not leave the little bunnies even though it cost her life. This shook me to the core. It still shakes me as I write this. This love thing is serious stuff and has the power to shake a planet. To have the incredible good fortune to experience it even once, briefly, is pretty cool.
I heard a story once. A train engineer told it. He saw two small girls playing on the tracks. As they started to get out of the way, one girl's foot got stuck. As she screamed in terror her friend turned and saw her plight. Rather than have her friend face the horror alone she ran back and held her friend in her arms as the train hit them. Love will stand while the world's on fire and prevail against the gates of hell.
It is my wish for you that love finds you and you live to enjoy it for many years. From the green retreat. CE Wills
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