I ran into this poem by the Poet of Poets, Pablo Neruda. And it gave me the chills because it’s title is the date I proposed to Monica. And after I read it, it moved me because I related it to the forecoming of my little Seanna, who at the time walked hand in hand with God, waiting for us to seek her out.. to call her from the heavens.. and give us the light of her smile..

8 de Septiembre

Hoy, este día fue una copa plena,
hoy, este día fue la inmensa ola,
hoy, fue toda la tierra.

Hoy el mar tempestuoso
nos levantó en un beso
tan alto que temblamos
a la luz de un relámpago
y, atados, descendimos
a sumergirnos sin desenlazamos.

Hoy nuestros cuerpos se hicieron extensos,
crecieron hasta el límite del mundo
y rodaron fundiéndose
en una sola gota
de cera o meteoro.

Entre tú y yo se abrió una nueva puerta
y alguien, sin rostro aún,
allí nos esperaba.

(English Translation)
September 8th

Today, this day was a brimming cup,
today, this day was the immense wave,
today, it was all the earth.

Today the stormy sea
lifted us in a kiss
so high that we trembled
in a lightning flash
and, tied, we went down
to sink without untwining.

Today our bodies became vast,
they grew to the edge of the world
and rolled melting
into a single drop
of wax or meteor.

Between you and me a new door opened
and someone, still faceless,
was waiting for us there.