The Things We Treasure

The final assignment for #Writing101 is to write about something we treasure, and the twist is to experiment with longform and push to write more than usual.

So for anyone that has faithfully followed along, I did miss a couple of the twenty assignments, but all-in-all, this has been such an amazing journey.  One of deep thinking and thoughtful process.  One of stretching myself out of my comfort zone.  One that has certainly challenged me.  One that is teaching me to not only be okay with myself, but to start liking myself for me just the way I am, and learning to love myself.   Love comes very easy for me…   When it comes to others…

I feel I have grown through the process, and I know I still have a long way to go, but guess what?  That is what it’s all about Alfie – this thing called life.    Growing and stretching and challenging yourself and learning and doing new things.  But most of all, sharing it with those we love, and experiencing the joy of love.   Yep – at life in between.  So hear goes my final assignment for #Writing101.  (But no fear – or “oh no!” – I think there may be a #Writing201 in my future…)


There is no material item I can fathom or imagine treasuring more than I treasure my family – and friends that are like family – that bring such joy and love to my life.

I know it sounds so cliche’, but I truly cannot think of an item that I treasure more dearly.

And at the top of that list is this awkward young man I met 35 years ago.  He was 20.  I was 16.

He’s not so young anymore – but neither am I.

And the most awesome thing I can say about that is I know without a doubt that I love this now sometimes grumpy but whose laugh melts my heart,  gray-haired but more handsome than ever, still sometimes awkward but ever-so intelligent, opinionated that I don’t always agree with, kind-hearted but doesn’t want anyone to know, talented, dependable, logical, level-headed, big lug of a guy with a ‘derriere’ that can still make me blush more than I did all those years ago.

How sweet is the longevity of a lifetime of love?  It’s truly not about mushiness or goobiness or googly eyes or butterflies.  It’s about a sacred bond.  It’s about feeling confident and secure and comfortable and simply loved.

“I believe in love, Alfie.”

So, Merv, after all this, do you still “think I’m cuuuuuute?”  I guess this turned into a love letter just for you…

xo

With love,

Jodi

9 thoughts on “The Things We Treasure

  1. Oh I LOVE this!! What a sweet tribute to your husband! And you are so right Family and Friends top the list! Don’t think I will be able to watch Rudolph again without thinking of you guys! LOL!

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  2. Jodi, you are such a brave blogger. You’re not afraid to open your heart to us and reveal your insecurities and emotions which is what makes us feel such affection for you. After all, who among us doesn’t have those niggling feelings of insecurity now and then, or those realizations of what is really important in life. And your husband is one lucky guy to have such a great and cuuuute wife!!

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    • Hmmm? Brave? Stupid? Naive? Irrelevant? Just being me…. I’ve always been a “wear your heart on your sleever.” And you know what? For the most part, it has been ok. You know the old saying, “Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” So true! If you want to have great highs, sometimes you have to deal with some deep lows. And that makes the “highs” that much more wonderful. And at 51, I’m still trying to feel worthy – but getting there 🙂 I can’t say how much your reading and comments mean to me my friend. Hugs!

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