Sunday, 14 February 2010
How Do I Love Thee
Let me count the ways.
My heart mug was from my son a few years ago, The I love you on the blackboard is from Emily my son's girlfriend. It means a great deal to me that they both love, care and support me emotionally. Actually she is the only one that write's on it. When I arrive back from a trip their is always a little welcome home message chalked up and my quilted heart is from my dear friend Sue.
So today I will leave you with Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda and is dedicated to my husband who is in a nursing home and who will not know that it is a special day. The devils name is Alzhiemer's.
I LOVE YOU WITHOUT KNOWING HOW ,OR WHEN OR FROM WHERE,
I LOVE YOU SIMPLY, WITHOUT PROBLEMS OR PRIDE,
I LOVE YOU IN THIS WAY BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW ANY OTHER WAY OF LOVING.
BUT THIS, IN WHICH THERE IS NO I OR YOU,
SO INTIMATE THAT YOUR HAND UPON MY CHEST IS MY HAND,
SO INTIMATE THAT WHEN I FALL ASLEEP IT IS YOUR EYES THAT CLOSE.