By Your Side

Couldn't help but notice.

You were always there today, by my side.

The circle would move, reform, shift. But you always ended up right there, right next to me.

Was that you?

Was it me?

Was it both of us?

Does it even matter? Because here's the thing: it felt right. Natural. Like you belonged there. And I belonged there.

Like we belonged. Together.

We belong.

Together.

I want you by my side.

Need you by my side.

While talking to the neighbors.

While playing games at a BBQ.

While walking down the street.

While drifting off to sleep.

While drinking our coffee.

While watching one or the other of our kids showing the world how it's done.

Oh gosh, the kids…

I want to watch them walk graduation with you - it's scary how soon that will be.

I want to kiss away your tears at their weddings.

Want to hold you when the first grandchild comes - hopefully a very long time from now.

This isn't just today. This is forever.

You belong next to me.

I belong next to you.

So, come… Walk with me.

By my side.