What would a month of Thanksgiving be if I let all the days go by without being thankful for my Nicolas? It'd be a REALLY selfish month, that's what.
Nicolas was another blessing from God. Looking at our beginning, I see only bits and pieces of the highlights of those days! I see the lines on the carpet where his suitcase sat for two weeks when he came to visit the first time... I see the kiss on the cheek he gave me when I picked him up from the airport. I see him dressed and attending my ALS graduation. I see him holding me tight as my soul spilled out onto the floor after learning of my aunt's cancer. I see him by my side, anxiously awaiting the birth of our two baby girls.
During the darkest of storms in our relationship, he remained my lighthouse on the distant shore. Now I'm home, safely. He is my best friend, my lover, my confidant, my support, my shoulder, my other half. He's my heartbeat, and the blood flowing within.
It's unfair to say that I owe all of my successes to Vicki, who guided me in the directions in which I needed to be guided... I owe many of those successes to Nico as well - for while Vicki may have told me which way to go, Nico was by my side so I didn't have to go there alone.
So today (and EVERY day) I'm thankful for my husband. I love you.
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