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He is my steadfast, easy, contented man. Something solid in a world that constantly seems to shift on its axis.
“Hi,” I whisper, the corner of my mouth resting against his palm. Caleb smiles softly. “Hi, baby. I want to say, before we start, that I love you…and, I’m glad we’re here.”
You love so deeply, it’s hard for me to understand. It seems exhausting, but you do it anyways. You leave yourself open for anyone who needs a safe place to land, even near-perfect strangers. That is all, uniquely, individually, perfectly you. Something to be proud of that is all yours.”
“You inherited Marcie’s heart, sure, but…you use it well. It suits you. It is you. And your heart is mine in the way that our home or our neighborhood or my favorite movie is mine. Mine but not for me alone. Your heart is mine to care for, to treasure. But it will never be just mine.”
Caleb throws something different that lands at my feet. He’s folded the playbill into a paper airplane. I pick it up, deciding I’ll want to keep that forever.
