If reincarnation were real I'd find you again. I'd fall in love with you at fourteen again. I'd be smart enough to know a lie from the truth. I'd be strong enough to face all my childhood fears. I'd be brave enough to fight whatever I had to, including myself... and I wouldn't just love you I'd choose you. Every day of my life I'd choose you. I'd choose your children to be mine to read Where The Wild Things Are, while I snuggled them on my lap. I'd watch with so much love and gratitude as you taught our children how to ride a bike, and how to drive a car. I'd choose you on your bad days when you were a little harder to love. I'd choose you at a time I'd spend kneeling at your bedside in a cold, dark hospital room begging God to grant me more days on earth to choose you. I'd choose you every night watching you sleep peacefully. I'd choose you every morning over coffee and cream. I'd choose you when we had steak, but I'd still choose you when all we had were ramen noodles. I'd choose you to help me hold our first grandchild together. I'd choose you to hold hands with and walk from our teens to old age. But reincarnation isn't real so all I can do is choose you now. Every day, I choose you now for whatever that might mean, for all the days and nights I have left. I don't just love you...I choose you.