Dear Pensacola: A Love Letter


‚ÄčDear Pensacola,

My nerves are about to drive me crazy as I prepare to meet you for the first time. I hope you are just as excited as I am! These feelings, those that promises of sun & sand stir up, are something I haven’t experienced for a long time but… you have changed that. You’ve changed me.

It is my hope that you don’t mistake this overflow of excitement for vocalized, unrealistic expectations. As wonderful as a perfect and picturesque weekend would be… our brief time together means more to me than you could ever imagine and more than overcast skies and rain could ever stifle.

So, please, don’t feel the need to impress me. You already have. You are what I need right now. Without the sun, the sand will mean just as much.

“What is it that I am anticipating then?”, I’m sure you’re wondering. But I assure you there is no timeline or schedule that needs to be planned and strung along during our special time together. With you I feel there will be no boredom, no voids or slots to be filled… I’m sure you think I’m just putting you up on a pedastol but… this is just the truth.

All the little things. That’s what I yearn for. They are what I need.

I need sunsets with you and even more importantly I need sunrises with you. I need to wage a war with this thing they call sleep deprivation and prove that you, my Helen of Troy, are worth every yawn and dark circle that force themselves upon my face. I need to permanently imprint the tastes of you upon my mind so I will always have our time to revisit. I need to forget this simple world that I’m leaving behind and just let time stand still while I embrace everything that you are.

While it seems somewhat impossible that you would feel even remotely as deeply about me as I do for you… I hope that you will wait for me patiently and at least allow a small smirk from your lips when you think of me.

Soon, my love, we will have each other.