End of August

 Little sweetheart, tonight is the last night of August and I can feel the seasons changing. It’s cooler and the air feels fresh while still the sounds of locusts fill the air and the lushness of the season remains.

Tonight I walked out along the Hudson and just gazed over the beautiful landscape and skyscape.

I remembered how I often used to walk out here in the years before we met and wonder if things would ever get better, I was so very very sad. They did. You found me.

Now, in these days when things are so very wrong, even in the depths of anxiety and despair, I know that it will get better because you are closer than I can imagine. And I will be with you soon.

I love you so very much. Please be near me, I love you forever.