You are soundly asleep beside me. The trees and the wind are participating in a wildly violent game of tug-o-war outside of our window. The blinds are being heaved against its glass. There are dogs chattering in the distance, and there are cars humming throughout the neighborhood. Yet, all I can make out of this catastrophic silence, is the steady breath making it’s way out of your falling lungs. Your body in its natural state, keeping yourself alive on your own- without aid.

I will always be indebted to God for blessing you with good health. And I know that you might not always be so blessed; so, for now, you will find me searching for the rise and fall and the steady breath that follows, and I will appreciate the comfort it brings to me for as long as I can have you.

Yours,

N

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