I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you.
When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want
to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled,
of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has
left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all.
I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your
body or mine.

Laurell K. Hamilton

Laurell K. Hamilton