Sometimes, it is all I can do when I'm near you.
I often find your words among the every day. Thoughts and feelings you wouldn't share except written on a page to hold what you wanted to express for time to recall. I read them greedily and hungrily - as if my starved soul has been given bread.
I take in these words and let them fill me; but like a source of nourishment I know I can return to where they are and take them in again and again, each time feeling just as full as the first. They feed the part of me that craves to know more; to understand everything. To know what it was really like to be in your shoes throughout your life. To know how your experiences created who you are. To feel how feel and see the world as you see it.
Your words bring me laughter and remind me of times when we would laugh together. I cherish your sense of humor and ability to laugh at life.
Your words bring me insight into the world around me, helping me see it through your eyes; a different perspective and a different way of considering the whole of life.
Most of all your words teach me and guide me - in such a time of potential darkness, your words have kept a light shining above me so that I can see there are more paths possible than I ever imagined.
Thank you for your words.
Thank you for being you.