20 Years

I'm celebrating my 20 year wedding anniversary with a guest post on Faith Squared.

I figured...why not extend the celebration with a poem in honor of Megan - who was there to cheer on the beginning of this adventure in love? If she hadn't held my hands through my Freshman year, I'm not sure David and I would even exist as a couple.

23 Years Ago

crumpled
bitter
tripping over myself
...ancient

You bring
 saltines, Diet Coke, a blanket from Campeche
...and a teddy you can't bear.

My crone hands grasp hot coals. "Let them go," you whisper.

My heart notices love. "Let it in."

I see the path.