Jayleigh mentioned synesthesia to me the other day... it's like when all of your senses mingle together and you can "taste" a colour, smell a number, etc. Some people have this condition, and I can appreciate its uniqueness. Today I opened a book of short stories and "Synesthesia" was the title of it. A woman was remembering her late husband (by the same name as my Othello) and talking about an "Othello" rose that she planted in remembrance of him.
Over the Thanksgiving weekend, I started thinking what would happen to me if anything bad ever happened to my Othello. My world is wrapped up in the plans we are making together. As we continue to learn about eachother, likes and dislikes, personality quirks and the like... we fall deeply in love.
Watching the new Hugh Jackman movie called "The Fountain"... I sympathized deeply with the character Tommy who was losing Izzy, his wife. He went to the ends of the earth and beyond, to "save" her. It spoke so deeply to the place in my heart that has found a mate in Othello. The bonding, the love, the partnership....
Sometimes Othello says I tell him "I love you" too often. He doesn't realize that my heart is so happy and full since he has been in my life, that it just pops out automatically! Because I do love him, in fact, I care more about him and this relationship than I have ever cared about another man. While some may think it is easy to say that... this is a deeper, more complete relationship than has ever been experienced in my life.
When my love overflows and comes out of my eyes in the form of tears... when the words form a lump in my throat because they come out so strong, so fast, so often... as a hug turns into an aching heart because I love "us" so much that it hurts... I am grateful, thankful, and glad to be with my Othello.
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