The Human Element
My most priced possession is a human being. Teeth, eyes, mouth, voice, temperaments, off center somedays, elbows, toes
and his many wrinkles around the neck.
He is my turtle. This is what I possess. But how do I honor him? How do I let him know that he is valuable?
How do I push past the day to day external routine and build something permanent and temperate and aged and refined?
I dream of the conversations we will have over coffee. Our fingers lovingly explaining what we meant to say.
I dream of bike rides and helping him help those who really need him to.
I dream of our boy…yes he is ours.
I dream of wrapping my little turtle warmly and taking him to the bus. I wave as the bus pulls away. I dream of the sun and field trips to the mountains and after hour soccer games. Lord knows you’d be the coach. I dream of running along the sidelines. I dream of wishing I could play.
I dream of Sunday morning cartoons and little Sherrifo’s feet in my face, while you snore. I dream of us being in this same apartment, in this same space, happy. It’s so close to our 1 year anniversary and the time blew by like the wind. But honestly I can say I feel the growth.
I feel completely nature with you, and that’s the most wonderful human element.
