Melissa had a group therapy session today where the participants were asked to choose someone they would like to dance with living or dead. Her mind was compelled to dwell on me and she began crying fiercely and had to leave the room.
I miss my incomparably beautiful, sensitive, glorious partner.
She is so full of emotion and love and passion that the mere thought of dancing with her clumsy husband sends her into fits. What new mystery is this? I don't understand but I guarantee you I share the sentiment in that I cannot contain the verve that violently gushes whenever I consider for the slightest moment the unfathomable impact her love has had on me.
Thank God for your existence, Melissa. Thank the living God for your livingness. You have so much of it. I have never been so inspired by a single person.
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