This is a love letter to my wife, Kimberly Summerlin.
I wrote the following post, verbatim, while aboard a Boeing Triple 7 enroute to Dubai from Washington DC. It was 11:00 p.m. (2300) Pacific Time on Friday night, May 13, 2011:
"While you read this message sometime tonight or beyond, it is really only 2300 (11:30 p.m.) your time as I'm writing this Friday night.
Do you remember when I decided to give air traffic control another shot down in Laughlin-Bullhead? 1997. Wow, nearly 14 years have passed and I can remember the longing I had for you like it was only yesterday.
Look at us now. We have the incredible gift of a beautiful son, a terrific life, comfortable existence, and an incredible love for one another. I feel so connected to you right now and always. I love you so much, Kimberly.
While my heart bears great sadness for being apart from you, it also beats as strongly as it could ever beat. I know that I am always in your thoughts and you know the same occurs with me. I love you so much, Kimberly.
Time will pass by quickly and distance will soon fade away to physical closeness once again. While apart, know deep within that my love for you never escapes my every breath and know I could not possibly love you any less than the greatest love a man has ever felt for a woman. I love you so much, Kimberly.
Miles apart, although only a heartbeat away. With all my heart and soul... forever, my love.
Leyton"
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