Love Never Forgets

This post has nothing to do with me and everything to do with love.  This post is about a love that has stood the test of time, endured the winds of change, overcame the hindrances of doubt, and produced something that, in my opinion, we all seek to find, true love.  What seems like a lifetime ago, a man met a woman that would ultimately change his life.  They met in a place that still bears the scars of a painful past, and it was in that place that love blossomed.  It was in that place that lives were changed and developed.  For the sake of privacy, respect, and honor, I won’t say their names, but this is from me to the both of you. When we met, you treated me like you had known me my entire life.  You welcomed me into your world, and like the children that you gave life to, I was changed. 

Ma’am, your patience, grace, and gentle spirit was just what I needed.  Because my family life left me with scars, I was afraid to trust. You gave me the ability to trust and try family again.  For that, I am so blessed and thankful.  I learned to laugh again in your living room, and to be honest, I hadn’t had much to laugh about in many years.  Thank you.

Sir, you are everything that I aspire to be.  You are a man of God, a man that loves your family, a man that loves your wife, and a man that knows his purpose even when everyone else doesn’t seem to understand it.  Your stories moved me, and your accomplishments inadvertently gave me both the permission and encouragement to make some of my own come to fruition.  You are one of my heroes, and you showed me that a Black man can be loving, kind, and encouraging rather than harsh, cold, and demeaning.  Thank you.  I’ve never said this, but watching you two together was better than the two of you talking to me.  You see, life for Black people is sometimes hard.  I know that you two know that.  However, you won.  You raced your race, and you won.  Not only did you win; you won together with your love in tact. You endured the course and thrived. Here we are. 

Ma’am I know that your heart is heavy because you’re growing to know a familiar stranger.  I also know that I am far less wise than you, but these words are on my heart, and I find them to fragile to speak.  “Of all the things that God has given us, the greatest of these is love.”  You found, kept, and lived love.  Love never dies when it’s real.  Love remains perfectly suspended in time.  Your love will never change.  Never.  When times get tough, rather than focus on the few harsh days you are required to endure, focus on the many wonderful decades that you two shared together.  Remember the laughter, exhale from the struggles, sing the songs that made you both full, and mentally recapture the joys you two felt as you grew your family.  I believe that powerful people only grow more powerful.  Sometimes, the power of our spirit outgrows the feeble nature of our shells.  When that happens, the shell seems to malfunction.  God knows nothing of malfunction.  God dwells within our spirits, and our spirits live in defiance of time and change.  The man that you see today is the same man that you fell in love with many decades ago.  He’s still here.  The only thing that’s changing is the feeble nature of the shell.  No matter what anyone may say, God is real.  I believe in a God of anything and miracles.  God already blessed you two with the miracle of love.  May he now bless you with the gift of healing….. Thank you so much for everything that you did for me.  Patrick

This week, do something for someone else other than yourself for no other reason than to make their lives better.  If you have family, let them know how much you love them.  Remind them that without love, what good is life? Love them.  Also, if you make it to where you’re going, please don’t forget to leave a map for the rest of us.

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