Letters to a Nurse #15

Thank you for being the amazing woman you are.

We have a pretty great thing 

A nice family 

A cool dog 

He says hi 

You always keep me calm and grounded 

You’ve helped me write more boldly 

I hope I continue to make you proud  

I don’t know what I would do without you. 

And more

You’re beautiful 

I’ve always thought so 

I don’t know how 

But you grow more 

Beautiful and radiant 

Every day 

I love every part of you 

Every curve 


Thank you for loving me 

And for picking me 

Believing in me 

It is the honour of my life 

To be your man.

-regardingsamuel.com

Letters to a Nurse #14

I’m a little late, but, My wife is a night shift nurse so most of her life is spent in scrubs. She doesn’t get to dress up a lot. The only problem is she loves shoes. So she buys shoes. Lots of shoes. And then they come in and she puts them on and calls me and is like, “hey I got my shoes. I LOVE them. They are so awesome.” And you need to know this. She is sitting in her pajamas drinking coffee. Wearing her new shoes before she goes to work. 

Happy New Year to my wife. Who works Holidays and didn’t get to dress up to ring it in. I love you. I can’t wait to do 2017 with you. Happy Anniversary. 

Letters to a Nurse #13

On nights like these

The first

And the fifth

I feel you

In every room in this house

When I wake up 

And you’re not here 

I want you to know 

I want to hold you closer

I want to love you longer

All we have is time

Kiss me

Feel me

Live it with me on fire

On nights like these

The first

The fifth

When I can’t hold you

I want to be as close

As my name on your lips

In that space 

Where all we have

Is the air that we share

Forget whatever else is out there

They say it’s the lie

That’s out for the truth

hunting it down

Out in the streets

And it’s harder just to believe

Even when you can see

But when it comes to you and to me…

The truth is…

You’re all that I need.

-regardingsamuel.com

Letters to a Nurse #12

I like old things Cameras 

Used notebooks 

Letters

Hard sole shoes

Watches

Glasses

Cars

Rooms

I used to feel old 

I know this year 

Has not been normal

And I haven’t been able to write

about this week

Or last week 

Or next week

But I am filling notebooks

With letters 

And just having you 

With me 

Holding you 

Makes me believe 

We can rise above this 
And we can keep moving forward

Thank you 

Because 

Above everything else 

I love you 

More than all the lines I’ve read 

And 

All the stories in my head

I love you

With just a candle in the room 

Watching you get ready for bed 

Just one more dance 

And one more kiss 

Hold me close 

Remind me 

2016

Had a lot of you 

A lot more good …

Letters to a Nurse #11

Hey,Beauty. 

I’m writing this and I have ice cream on my hand. It’s making my hand stick to the page, slowing down my rhythm and so that’s why you probably can’t read any of it. I could wash my hand. But – I’m cold and you’re not here to keep me warm, all I have is this blanket. Simon is not speaking to me – we are in disagreement  ( I didn’t share my ice cream) so- I’m cold and need to stay in this blanket. 

I know this is short and ridicules but I’m just thinking of you.  I can’t believe how many days and nights I missed living without you. And yet how lucky I am that we found each other again. Before we’re too old to be wise and forgetful. Then we would be smart enough to grab eachother and not let go. Only we wouldn’t, because we wouldn’t remember  anything and it wouldn’t be romantic, because we would be spending all our time trying to remember if we fed the dog or left the stove on again.

Wake me up, come to bed so I can hold you. And tell you again all the ways I love you. Making up for lost time. 

I love you. 

You’re amazing 

And sexy 

In all the best ways 

And you throw the best parties 

And 

I miss you most 

On the first 

And the last day 

Of our work weeks. 

-regardingsamuel.com 

Letters to a Nurse #10

My darling.

Without you 

It would just be 

A cold 

Empty 

Gray winter 

Where all things go to sleep

You are the seasoning over my life

The butter

The coffee 

Warming my hands 

The blankets 

Us

Together 

You are 

The smile before the laugh 

My life 

And 

I cannot stop looking at you 

I love you. 

I love you.

I love you. 

-regardingsamuel.com