After a long vacation, Ive returned to my job. I missed it and hated going back all at once. My feet hurt and my eyes are sore. ( all that catching up reading ect. ) My toes are throbbing, so they are up and I am nibbling on a homemade brownie and sipping a fine Merlot. They compliment each other perfectly. Much like a knight I know and myself. 

I have had word that he is up and a little better, I can not tell you how happy that makes me to know he is good and getting better. I nearly cried, I am not kidding you. Have you ever loved someone so much that you felt physical pain when you weren't near them? When you couldn't possibly know if they were alright or needed you? I definetly feel a calm now and am eased into this evening with comfort and hope.

I can not explain how much this man means to me. I can not put into words the shear magnitude of my devotion to him. I await his touch with anticipation  every morning, knowing he is far away. I await his goodnight kiss knowing full well that his lips won't be near mine for some time to come.

His heart I would wait for 1000 years, his touch I would die a 1000 deaths for.

To know he feels pain breaks me in two, to have word he is healing rebuilds my hopes.

If I could capture one moment in time it would be this one: he sits across from me in a dimly lit restaurant,our wine glasses clank like a distant church bell in the country side. His hand reaches out and strokes my own. His eyes reflect mine, and I see myself through his eyes, I see a woman loved in more ways then any princess in our time. He leans in and hangs on my every word. We share soft spoken words, and then the most beautiful kiss is placed upon me. That was my perfect moment.

I feel it even now on my skin, no man, no woman, could keep me from loving this man.

He is my perfect knight.

All my love and prayers to you my handsome man for a speedy recovery.

Love and Laughter!