Comfort...

It’s difficult to offer support when we’re apart. You did a very hard thing yesterday, made harder by others, and I had little more than words to try and help hold you up as you suffered through it. I know they helped. I believe you when you tell me that they do, just as they do you offer them when I’m going through a rough patch, but I still wish that I could hold your hand, let your rest your head on my chest, or put my arms around you. For a couple for whom touch is so foundational, it’s hard not to be able to offer you that when you’re hurting.

Still, I’ll always offer what I can, whether that’s making a difficult phone call, or just being there to help you sort through things when your mind is so exhausted from the day that you can hardly think straight. And when we’re finally able to be together for good, I will always be there to lean on, to listen, and to hold you when the world is falling down around you. That much I can promise. I love you, my sweet girl, so very, very much, and I wish you were waking up in my arms this morning.