But do not despair because somewhere there is a heart05/30/2012 at 9:49 am | Posted in me | 4 Comments
Tags: Rob Ryan, This is For You
One more wedding post, and then I promise, we’re back to Happiness Is and low-cal recipes and pictures of squishy baby rolls …
I had the honor of reading these beautiful words at the wedding last weekend, and I think you guys will fall in love with them, too. My reading was adapted from This is For You, by Rob Ryan.
At the wedding, I made the mistake of glancing up at the bride and groom after line three and got choked up. I had to tell myself not to ugly cry. Just read the words. Don’t think about what they mean. And breathe.
It worked. Thank goodness.
But do not despair because somewhere there is a heart
That is beating that is meant just for you
And one day this will be the other heart that will beat inside of you. And on that day you will feel whole for the first time
This heart will be growing and yearning as your heart grows and yearns.
Somewhere, somebody closer than you might think.
Can there be anything more wonderful than the emotion of relief? When you have feared for the worst and then things turn out to be not so bad after all.
You feel as if you have been handed a brand new future to make whatever you want from it.
A new life.
A new start.
You feel brave.
You feel hope.
Anything seems possible.
What is important – I don’t know anymore.
What happens when you see less and less the good and more and more the bad?
Is that when you begin to die?
I have this feeling of longing for something that will last.
That will improve
The thought of improvement gives me hope.
Without hope I won’t survive.
I just want things to improve.
I promise that one day, I will take you to the quietest places
Where all you can hear is the whistling of the wind through the air
Don’t just look at and enjoy the beauty of a glorious view
Look at everything and see the goodness of it
Because it is all out there waiting for you
Straight hair and afro hair
Small boys and old women
Goldfish and whales
Sparrows and emus
Deserts and glaciers
Elephants and little ants
I promise that one day I will take you to the loudest places
I promise that one day I will take you to the highest places
My home will have no windows, doors or floors
Nor bricks or mortar
I care naught for them
My only home is in your arms
And nowhere else
Except perhaps in these many tiny scraps of dreams and paper
If I was thirsty, would I draw a drink?
If I was hungry, would I draw food?
If I was homeless, would I draw a house?
If I was lonely, would I draw a picture of you?
But what if I had everything that I could ever want?
What would be left to draw?
What left to say?
I don’t know if I could bear that.
And day by day, I filled my world with more words and more dreams and my heart became a place where I could escape to and talk to you and hold you close.
And years from now, I will return and see that wind and rain have washed these words away. But they stayed in my heart to this day.
All of these thoughts were of you. All of these dreams were of you. And my darling, that lonely child still lives inside me. I have not changed. These promises I make to you, I WILL FULFILL.