My Precious Husband,

It was such a treat for me to be able to hear you today.  When I think back, I remember thinking how much it would mean to me just to be able to HEAR your voice….and I never knew if that would ever happen, but I remember thinking how wonderful it would be…and then I did!  You sang and I was able to HEAR you… I cried!  I thought it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.  And when you recorded it…I listened to it over and over…always paying special attention to the speaking parts.  And I remember thinking…“If I could just hear that voice in real life…hear it SAY that it loved me…hear it speak my name….my life would be complete.“  And I knew that we had talked about it…and I understood your concerns…and I listened, and would never push, but I remember just LONGING to hear it…and then it happened.  And I did….and I was terrified!  I was SO scared to talk to you!  Here I was FINALLY going to get the one thing I had dreamed of, but I was terrified.  What is funny, is that I can’t even tell you what I was afraid of!  I remembered all the things you had said about it…and I never wanted to lose the special way we were together….and I guess I WAS afraid that it would somehow diminish what we had….but it only made it better!  And now I hear you ALL the time…anytime we want.  Each time a special treat for me! 

Today….as I watched you on the stage…and heard your beautiful voice….my thoughts had to drift further still.  As we look forward to OUR future…and the realization comes to me, that someday, in the not TOO distant future, I will watch those lips as that voice comes from them.  I will FEEL your breath against my neck as I hear them speak my name.  I will watch your fingers as they strum your guitar and be able to have a “special“ concert anytime I please!  And I feel the same way I have everytime we have forged forward…afraid…and yet knowing, that it is the way it has always been meant to be, a final ending to the great loneness.

And so my sweet “on turner“….may all our dreams come true…may all our realities be good ones…may TIME be good to us…and may that voice be the last voice my ears ever hear. 

Forever…your personal…:)…slave….D