The kiss

I went to drop off my daughter today after her soccer game.

*Side note: one of the few things I have gotten right. My daughter is really into soccer. She's not the greatest, but she's got potential. I just need to spend time with her. Which again I should have been doing for years.*

Back to the situation. My wife and I kissed...or more correctly, she initiated the kiss, and I most gladly reciprocated. I had forgotten what kind of kiss that my wife can give. It was good. Actually that doesn't do that kiss any justification. That was a kiss that made my toes curl. It brought me back to the old days, the days that I should have been keeping going all these years.

I know my wife does not mean to hurt, but having a kiss like that and then having to leave is the pain of true love. For those who don't understand that meaning, go rent "The Princess Bride". That scream is the one that Wesley releases when he is 'killed'. That is the same scream that my heart made when she closed the garage door and I had to leave.

She did make a promise: she will wait for me. While I know that this will take time, I will spend every moment doing what I need to do. I will be worth it. Having to walk through Hell will be worth it for another kiss like that, and the knowledge that it will not be just one more kiss. That was the type of kiss that wars are fought over and epic poems are composed.

I have a family to fight for. I have a wife to fight for. I have True Love to fight for. The only problem is I don't know how to fight this battle. I have an IQ measured at 162, but for all my intelligence, I'm clueless. I'm getting help, but it scares me because of how little I know. I will learn, and I will be better. Our children, my love, my future depends on it.