At first I smiled at the missing grammar as much as I smiled at the thoughtfulness. I can't help it. I'm just that way. I knew he meant, "I love you, Beautiful."
But as I held onto the piece of paper in one hand, and my mug of coffee in the other, I thought that maybe it had been written exactly as it is, as it feels.
He loves me beautiful. His love turns my life into a thing of true beauty. His love lends a sparkle to my eyes that others pick up on. His love gives me a sense of peace and security - not just within my environment, but within myself - and that kind of grounding reflects outward. His love puts a confidence in my voice (both literally and figuratively) that wasn't there before I met him. His love makes me realize that it's not what's on the outside, but what presents outwardly that counts most. His love brings me to a place within myself where I can shine. His love gives me freedom to be exactly who I need to be...
... and that person is beautiful, because of that love, because of that freedom. He loves me beautiful.
And this isn't just some sappy post for you to say, "oh, isn't that precious." It's far greater than that. It's glorious. It is awesome in the truest sense of the word. It has made tangible for me that which I've long believed - that love is the greatest power we possess.
Love someone beautiful today. Let yourself be loved beautiful.
Wouldn't the world be a better place if everyone had someone to love them beautiful? I have one of those people, too. I have said that his love has added years to my life. He gives me the grace that I often don't give myself.
ReplyDeleteYour description of the love you are given is absolutely stunning. Thank you for the brilliant way you look at life and the words you choose to explain it. I am captivated.
He said it perfectly and you heard it.
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