“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.” ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
I recently ran across this article entitled, “12 Quotes that Make You Wish F. Scott Fitzgerald Would Write You a Love Letter.” As a self-proclaimed nerd and bookworm, I have enjoyed Fitzgerald’s work as much as the next bibliophile, and many of his words have taken my breath away with their sheer loveliness…
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self-respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.” ~ When someone questioned his relationship with Zelda
“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.” ~ This Side of Paradise
“I wish I’d done everything on earth with you.” ~ The Great Gatsby
“It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.” ~Tender is the Night
What beautifully written glimpses of affection this man has given the world through his pen. His romantic words have certainly swept many readers off their feet over the years, but it inspired me to search my own life. As breathtaking as his words are, they are no match for the love letters that are dear to my heart…
Our youngest son, my little ball of giggles, brought me an autumn leaf craft that he made at our homeschooling co-op last week. He proudly showed me his use of different colored tissue papers to make his little gift, and where he signed his name on the back. He hung it for me on the knob of our closet door – situated perfectly where I can see it while recovering in bed. This is his red, orange, and yellow love letter to me.
My middle child shyly pulls out another comic that he has written and illustrated just for me. “Here, Mom. I made another story for you.” He anxiously waits for me to finish reading through this latest adventure of Darth Vader and a ninja. Always eager to please, his face lights up with relief as I praise his hard work. ‘To: Mom, Love: Aiden” is written on the bottom. I put this with the others that my little artist has drawn for me, and I know that these are his little letters of love.
Our oldest son leaves the journal that we exchange back and forth under my pillow. We write questions, jokes, and small chit-chat in our little book, and then we pass it back to the other person. “How do you make a Kleenex dance?” was the questioning joke posed to me. I had replied that I gave up, but that I hoped that he’d have an awesome day. “You put a boogie in it! I love you Mom!” was his reply. Dancing boogers and all – Love on top of love.
My cup runneth over.
My Beloved… We were engaged during one his six month deployments to Afghanistan, and we decided to send each other letters to productively help pass the time. I waited by the mailbox every afternoon, craning my neck to watch for the mailman to come around the corner.
During our time apart, we exchanged long letters where we answered over 200 deep questions for each other over the course of those six months. Once finished with my letters, I would spritz a little of my Dior j’Adore perfume on the pages, seal it with a kiss, and send it to Afghanistan – a world away. We grew so much closer during that long deployment – and I believe that it was largely due to spending so much time writing our thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears, goals, prayers, and love for each other – and anxiously awaiting the other’s letters in the mail.
I have kept these treasured letters in my mirrored jewelry box, but I hope to one day put them together into a small book. I want to turn the pages, feel the creases, and see his written words of love to me while we were separated by war. Over the course of our marriage, I have kept every card and letter that he has given me. Because of various things in our lives, we have had to be apart for much of our marriage, and I have found it very comforting to read over again his words written just for me.
Even though I treasure each and every page that he has written to me, my very favorite note is something that he gave me shortly before his last deployment meant so much to me in those lonely months while he was protecting and serving 8,000 miles away from home – and in so many moments since then. He told me that “home” is wherever I am – and for him, that’s the best place in the whole wide world. Something that this wife’s heart needed to hear. Whether he’s in Afghanistan, Qatar, Japan, California, Nebraska, or even in the hospital – I know that his home is in my arms, and mine in his. I framed his note, and I look at it every single day.
I am my Beloved’s and he is mine.
Yes, F. Scott Fitzgerald penned his share romantic sigh-inducing declarations of love and affection, but I’ll hold my loved ones and their letters close to my heart for the rest of my life…all the while feeling incredibly blessed to know that they moved and breathed in the same world with me.
What do your love letters look like? A scribbled drawing from a little one? An anniversary card? Letters from a beloved?
My hope is that you’ll take a few moments to treasure the loved ones in your life. Write your own love letter. Send a card, send a little note of encouragement with your kid’s school lunch, or slip an unexpected message into a pocket.
Please take a few moments, appreciate the loves in your life, and share the love in return. Flowing from the heart, these are the best kind of love letters…and they will be treasured forever and always.
Top photo is courtesy of Joanne Funk – a bridal portrait taken on the beaches of New Zealand.
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