Blending Of Hearts

Let There Be Love

Everything about this felt right. All of his instincts, usually so skeptical, were prodding him forward. He took a deep breath, stood up, and walked over to her in the kitchen cleaning the dishes. He grabbed her from behind and softly whispered, "stop for a second let me talk to you". She rinsed the two plates that were in her hand and put them in the dish rack. She then turned to face him. He looked her deep in her eyes and just stared, choking on his words just a little. For the longest time, he stared at her trying to think of where to start, thinking of the things she did, thinking of the way she helped him love and be loved. She looked back at him now worried about what he was going to say next because for the longest moment he said absolutely nothing. Before saying anything he took her face into his hands and gave her the deepest longest kiss he could work up through the knot that built up in his throat from him fighting back tears. He pulled back and simply said, "thank you". She looked so confused as she wiped the warm tears that were now coming down his face. "Thank you for what", she asked still confused, once again he looked her deep in the eyes and said, "for you, for your love, the happiness, this new look on the life you've given me". He hugged her tightly and then pulled the ring from his pocket............