** This is a little excerpt of my life that took place in the year 2000. The story is true to my memory and feelings in that moment. Thank you for taking the time to read… it truly means a-lot to me. **
To you… my world I give.
I am the Grinch when it comes to Christmas… yet this year feels a bit different.
B and I have had the money to get gifts for both our families and it hasn’t been stressful at all.
My stress comes when I try to figure out what to get B. What do you get someone who essentially has had everything. It feels like an impossible task.
What am I to give this man who I adore? This man that drives me absolutely nuts…
I have already proposed to him and we are beginning to plan the wedding… but for a gift, I am baffled.
I know…. I have the only thing he has never been given.
I wait anxiously for B to set out our gifts.
I get lost in his movements, in his eyes, his voice. He is dressed well… wearing a sweater that I love. His cologne fills the air and I am just sickly in love with this man.
I stare at him as he grabs the main gift I have gotten for him.
He stares at it oddly for a moment and then reads the tag aloud…
– To you… My world I give. I love you B. –
He looks at me and then unwraps the gift.
His eyes start to brim with tears… he looks at me, his hands slightly trembling.
In his hands he holds a Globe. My world.
~ Yes, B. To you, my world I give. ~
© bipolarmuse 2012