Finger Food For Thought

Finger Food For Thought
The latest and greatest writings of Kayleen Barlow

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Mushy Gushy Post about My Husband

This is when loneliness sets in. Jordan is in Indiana tonight, getting ready for a full day of interviews and meetings with all the important people from the ISYS department there. Jo is laying in bed crying uncontrollably, I presume she has a headache by now. And I am resisting the overwhelming temptation of settling into a slight depression and eating cold cupcakes.

I miss my husband so much, and it hasn't even been twenty-four hours yet. When I am with Jordan I feel so much it seems like I will begin shooting out rays of starlight from my fingers and toes and the ends of my hair. I imagine it is what being filled with a million bouncy balls must feel like. I love to be with him and simply watch him smile, listen to him reveal his magnificent mind, and relish in the music of his piano. There is magic in his eyes, when they meet mine I can feel my soul catch fire.

Without Jordan I begin to feel a little smaller. It is like I am a helium balloon that is slowly deflating and losing the ability to stay afloat. As the saying goes, "I think he is me more than he is mine."

One of my favorite things to do with Jordan is watch romantic films. We usually enjoy them, but at the end he shrugs his shoulders, turns to me with a slight smirk and says, "We're cuter." Now, I don't think they should make a Hollywood chick-flick out of us. For one thing, it would be embarassing. We are both incredibly strange and we only encourage this behavioral indulgence in one another. Our home is a private stage for oddness and uncontrollable giggling. And for another thing,I would hate for the world to realize just how much I don't deserve Jordan. It is somewhat pathetic; the major gap between our levels of awesomeness.

I apologize if I am muking you out with this love confession. But I simply could not help myself, love has made me an emotional desperado. And tonight happens to be my first opportunity to write and Jordan's first night away. So the product is a mushy gushy post about my husband.

I love you Jordan! You are the lightening in my veins and the thunder in my heart - the sublime thuderstorm to a life that craves rain and excitement.

Thank you for everything you have brought into my life. Now I know what love is.

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