“I am the wife. I am the wife of [two] years. I am the plumpish wife, the pretty wife, the loving wife, the smart wife, the American wife. I am eternally his wife.” – Elizabeth Alexander
I’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page all day. Words don’t seem to work for me as well as they work for you. You always know the right thing to say. That’s just one of the many reasons why I love you. You’re an easy person to love. I know you think otherwise, but you are!
We’re cut from the same cloth, Henry. I’d dare say we practically came out of the same womb. But we didn’t…obviously…that would’ve been weird….if it were true…Ugh! Words…struggling. What I’m trying to say is, we’re made of the same star stuff. I’m Betelgeuse, of course, and you’re my North.