We were young when we met, we were both 16. At that time my mom, step dad and I were having a very hard time running the dairy farm. There was a lot of stress and things were looking bad until David showed up. Even at 16 he made a great difference in our lives and especially mine. He was as dedicated to the farm and the cows as I was and we would work together day in and day out. It was wonderful. I got to the point where I was so grateful that I would do anything for him
After a few years he got married and brought his wife to live on the farm too. But our relationship didn’t change. We were still dedicated to the cows and making the dairy work was the most important thing to us. Unfortunately, his wife's family moved away and he was forced to leave our dairy.
Invocation
It was the night before he left. I woke from a sound sleep, the air thick with smoke. No time to dress, no time to think—just the instinct to run, barefoot and bare-armed, down to the wood stove in the basement.
Meditation
Our houses were connected below ground, like roots of two trees entwined. David had smelled it too. We met in the haze, both breathless, both alert. The pipe had come loose—nothing more. But something else had come loose in me. In the dim light, with the smoke curling around us, I saw him not just as a friend or a farmhand, but as the one I would have given everything to. Not out of desperation, but out of a fullness I didn’t know I carried.
Benediction
It didn’t happen, of course. He left the next day. But I’ve held that moment like a candle in a dark room—waiting, still, for the one who will make me feel that way again. The one I’ll give myself to, completely, without fear.
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