A wedding, a 50th anniversary,

family, friends and love.

So much love.

Heart and belly,

full.

 

This place, these people,

treasures held close.

A choice to live

far away.

Not always easy.

 

Before,

counting sleeps and,

delicious anticipation.

After,

goodbyes and hugs,

and tears.

 

 “Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.” – Khalil Gibran

 

Hearts break a little,

each time.

 

A love note to my sister recently married and my parents celebrating 50 years together.