It would be easier to say… I just did. But I know that’s not entirely sufficient.
For me, those three words hold twelve years of numerous failures, forced beginnings and traumatic endings.
They hold a heartache deeper than the oceans and higher than the heavens.
They hold a desperation, a defiance – a state of mind that often finds no destination.
They still grasp tightly to years of memories and visitations denied, years of dishonest accusations and unadulterated, bold-faced lies.
But… they also hold a powerful, unassailable, intense type of pure, unconditional love.