My Love

Love
What an incredible feeling. The feeling that nothing else in the world really matters. We want to spend all our time with the one that we love. Holding hands, talking about everything under the sun, or again, being silent together sharing the most beautiful sunset in the world. All that matters is that we are together. Sharing our lives. Being. There are some that say that the first love is the only true love that we will have. Then again, maybe not. At least not in my life experience. I came to know Jesus late in my life and he is the most wonderous love I have ever had or could have. He is the most wonderful, incredible, beautiful friend that I have ever had. I can honestly say that without him I would never have been able to weather the storms that have filled my life. When the going gets bad his hand holds mine, his arm supports me and when I can no longer carry the burdens that fill my life, that is when he carries me. His love has sustained me in the darkest times on my life. His love is all important to me. I want him to know how important he is in my life. Only his love satisfies me anymore.