I Carry Your Heart With Me
Dear Friends,
I hope you are staying warm and cozy today. Valentine's Day weekend is upon us! A lot has happened since last February 14th, that's for sure. Even in "normal" times, it's not the most comfortable red-letter day to navigate. As with the December holidays, joyful feelings are often accompanied by bittersweet memories. Over the years, clients and friends have shared their most special objects with me that make them feel loved. I wanted to share one of mine with you.
This jewelry box from Tiffany & Co. has enormous sentimental value. Daddy bought it in 1984, the year of his death. He was battling cancer that had progressed to his brain. You can tell by this inscription that life had become a struggle for him. But he still wanted to show me how much he cared for me. Mom gave it to me two years later, along with a pearl and diamond ring on my sixteenth birthday. A gift from the grave, indeed the most perfect present.
It's difficult to put my feelings into words, so I'll leave you with a poem by E.E. Cummings...
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
