It looks like it’s going to be a “Z Day”. When things just pressure me, or worry me to death, or I’m feeling so stressed and tired that I just want to lay in bed and dream, I imagine the world where you only briefly thought about telling me that it was over, but could not.

We went on and on, and on… went ahead and grasped for that “happily ever after” that we planned on for the next go ’round… we just couldn’t wait that long, and we couldn’t bear to be apart indefinitely until that time.

In that other world, it is you and I, probably our two children too-waking up on a Saturday morning and having pillow fights and cooking pancakes together before taking a day at the zoo, or going someplace great we will all enjoy, making sure to take plenty of photos to remember it by. Because the kids have grown so fast, they’ll both be out of the house soon… and what will we do?

Well, I guess we’ll return to ‘just you and me’, making love with renewed vigor as if we had just fallen in love, like that very first night so long ago, when we stumbled over the ripple in the universe and fell together in the warmest embrace. Such precious moments, of which should never be taken for granted.

Yes, sometimes on days like this I think about that… heavily. I can hear the whisper in my heart, saying we should never be apart. Whenever I am feeling down, I can’t help but imagine how it would have been for you and I. Maybe you would wake me every morning with your song, that smile, that magic.

Some days I feel so depressed for all that has come (and gone), I can barely keep my head up. That’s when I remember most. I just wish that you were here right now to hold my hand between your own and tell me everything was really going to be o.k.

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