BLYTHE'S FIRST LETTER TO ME

Five days went by and no response from Blythe.  I considered that she was working on her Newspapar article on "Finding Serenity"  In a few days more, there was an envelope in my mail box.  It was from Blythe....  I opened it while sitting down.  It was a clipping cut out of the Sacramento Bee and it was Blythe's article with a one word header :  SERENITY.   It said:  " I recently went on an outing to find Serenity, and then write about what I found.  Serenity cannot be found when one searches for it.  Serenity has to find you.  I went to a beautiful Forest Campground where the Pines whispered by day and the Stars twinkled by night.  A full Moon behind a tree...the cooing of a Dove.  Every thing lovely but Serenity itself.  Serenity knocks on your door when the magic pre-determined moment comes.  It's first voice might be something like the crunching of gravel under tires.  It might be a foreign voice and a wave,  It might come from building a fire with help from  another's hand....a word spoken in due season...a certain gesture...a laugh..a dinner...a tent...a bath...just listening...When we are alone, we are only half a person, because God's Design was for a whole person...Man and Woman.  After my trip to a distant Forest with no plans at all....God's Plan came with crunching gravel under tires, a friendly voice,  a marriage of kindred Spirits just meant to be.  If this is not plain enough.....I found the Love of My Life  and I hope he asks me to marry him.  I want my better half......Blythe