Across a distance

The Birthday - Marc Chagall, 1915

Love comes in unexpected ways. Sometimes suddenly, out of the blue, when one is looking in a different direction entirely. And when it comes, there is no denying it: even when one’s heart has had its fill of disappointments and pain and sadness and would rather not open itself again to risk and hurts.

You arrived into my life like this, with a few words sent from half a world away one uneventful evening and changed everything. From that first moment some two months back, you have been with me every day: in my thoughts and plans, at night when I sleep and in the morning when I wake. Our love has grown across a distance, across countries and languages and time zones.  It has grown in our minds and in our hearts outside of physical space but it is no less real for this. It is just the beginning for us, but a beautiful one and I am thankful for it. And now we have this, our ‘diary of us’, to share our thoughts and ideas and which we can look back on years from now when we would like to recollect how it all started. I love you too.