Love Letter #3 Poem by Mr. Bumstead

I dreamt of you last night. After awakening from a frightening dream, I fell back to sleep again, deeply into love, with you. And quite frankly, I can only remember ‘your face’. That was the dream part. Looking into your eyes. Staring at your face. And feeling hopelessly in love with you. I woke up wanting to hold you, but you were gone.

I started the day wanting to write you a poem. Asking myself subconsciously: ‘if I write the poetry or if the poetry writes me’?

I’m reading this book your mom lent us. In this book, a guy tells the reader about the important things in life. I can relate so much to his words and feelings. The secret to life is ‘wisdom’. And wisdom is knowing that every second in life counts. That it’s not about the materialistic things, but the quality time well spent, investing it with your family and loved ones. About making memories and ‘living’. There’s a chapter about him meeting his wife and how they fell in love. About how he knew it was love from the first time he laid eyes onto her. This made me think of you Jody. Of how I knew it was true love…from day one. The attraction was there the time that I first saw you at the Friday Night Fights meeting, but it wasn’t until our first night together at the dance that I first knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life loving you and making you happy. How dare anyone think different about my feelings toward you!

Remember that first night? , .. As I laid upon your living room carpeted floor, I was so much in heaven! But the devil was knocking at my door to try to score with you. I am only human and I fell short of the glory of God and was tempted to tempt you…Fortunately, you were the strong one and didn’t let me ‘advance’. If you would’ve, I surely would have lost all respect for you. But instead, you only gained my respect. It’s funny how things work out.

So here we are. We have made some very wonderful memories with our kids. We’ve also made it over some pretty tall walls. I have found out that God puts up ‘walls’, not to keep us out, but to see how badly we want to get to the other side.

I love you Jody. I truly love you.

Yours Forever and Always,