Hello my love,
It’s been a while since I wrote to you and I hate to say this to you, but I’m glad I do not have you yet.
Lately I have been observing couples in coffee shops where conversations should happen, but you know what? Conversations do not happen anymore. The usual how-was-your-day at the end of the day are reduced by “My Day’s” on facebook. The anticipation of having to see each other at the end of the day is reduced by instant messaging showing one is “active now” for the whole day. So minute by minute one knows how the other is doing…until they do not know what to talk about anymore.
And I am saying now that I am glad I do not have you yet because we might fall to the same trap of not having something to talk to anymore because we can easily know that. The fact that we can be careless to do the same that even others could even tell us ahead whatever one of us are doing, scares me. I still love meaningful conversations, so I am glad I do not have you yet. I am simply glad that I can do people-watching now and note one of the things we would not do: lose meaningful conversations.
While we are apart I urge you to write the new things you learned or experienced. Let me read them at a later time. I bet we could talk about how crazy that felt as you recall them. I bet we could spend an hour or two as I ask you the details you couldn’t share in social media.
Or if you are not the writer type, I urge you to take photos. Let me see them and marvel with you at a later time. I bet we could talk about how wider it was that you could have captured. Reserve to me the details and allow me to process with you how the lens could not justify what you saw. I could even write them for you.
You may not be either type but I do hope that in whatever package you come in, you come full of many things you could have posted but you didn’t; because you also believe in sharing them both raw and real-time. And so my love, I am glad I do not have you yet.
I am glad to still deposit to that reservoir of memories and experience until God, the author of our lives, allow that reservoir be shared among us three. I can still be glad while I do not have you yet, because I know that in the right time, God will make it happen.
Until I can say “I’m glad to meet you,”
At the right time, I, the Lord, will make it happen.Isaiah 60:22 NLT