Today was a marvellous hiking day. In four hours and a few minutes, the puppies and I covered about 20 kilometres on Mount Tzouhalem, most of it uphill – because, as any hiker will tell you, it’s always uphill both ways. It was just the kind of hike I needed. After a hot shower and a good helping of chocolate, I feel wonderful because my body is properly worked.
So that’s the hiking part of my post. The other half comes in two parts. Part one is Simon’s brother who came to the floathouse yesterday and sang and played the guitar. Words fail me. The man has prodigious talent: not only does he have the voice of an angel, but the songs he writes indicate a true poet who knows how to use language to touch the heart. I could have listened to him all night. He gave us a true and beautiful gift.
The last piece of this post involves the deep gratitude I feel for having Simon in my life. This morning I shared a broken piece of myself and felt deeply vulnerable, and once again discovered how very safe I am to bare my heart to my beautiful man. I remember an email Simon sent me in the very early days of our relationship when I had first allowed myself to be vulnerable with him. One line of that note read, “your vulnerabilities are safe with me.”
He has kept his promise over and over again.