Attention World!!!

Atencion! Atencion! I want everyone to know that I am estatically, emphatically, and really really really in love with my B-E-A-UTIFUL wife! I would even go so far as to say I am crazy about her, and/or that she drives me crazy with love - which is probably why I put this insane picture on this post. But if any of you have any problems with it, too bad. I really don't care this time because this post is for no one else but her.

She means everything to me. She is the fount of life for me, for Caius, and for our little Sophie. She gives of herself - and I don't mean just barely enough but EVERYTHING SHE CAN - so that we all can live happy, healthy, and well-fed :). She wakes up all the time in the night to feed Caius (once again, she is the literal fount of life) and pat his cute little bunda (portuguese for butt) until he's ready to go back to sleep. She gets ready in the mornings and transforms herself from the prettiest woman on earth into the insanely-beautiful kind of woman that makes me make a face like the one above when she so much as kisses my cheek. She takes Sophie out to go potty and loves her more than any dog could hope for.

Yes my Dearest Robin is the Love of my Life, the Apple of my Eye, my Sweet Heart, my Sugar, my One. You all are lucky to know her. Some of you are lucky enough to have befriended her. Some of you are luckier still to Love her. But the luckiest of all are Caius, Sophie, and me. To know her, to befriend her, to Love her, and to live with her every day and feel her loving us - this makes us the most blessed individuals on earth.

If she only knew what she meant to me...and to each one of us.

I'm Afraid

I'm afraid that if she knew how much she meant to me,
She would lose the grandeure of the mountains against the flatness of the plains,

I'm afraid that if she knew how much she meant to me,
She would forget the green in spring, the shade in summer, the auburn in autumn, the white in winter,

I'm afraid that if she knew how much she meant to me,
She would be blind to the brightness of the sun against the sky, the moon against the night, the stars against the black,

For if she knew,
I'm afraid,
There is no mountain,
No green, no auburn, no white,
No sun, no moon, nor any star,
I'm afraid there is nothing, nothing at all,
That would mean enough to mean anything,
For how could anything mean everything?
When everything is what she means,
When everything is what she is,
When nothing can compare to her,
Can't you see why I'm Afraid?



Robin, I Love You, Robin

-Your Neal