11 years ago today I met the love of my life, my Honey, my Hardrock (a nickname his friends gave him). He has been my rock, my everything and has been there unselfishly for me through all of my health struggles. We spent our first 5 years happily working away on our home together but that soon gave way to my illness. It has not been easy for him as he stayed in with me weekend after weekend for the past long 5 years while we searched for what was wrong with me and wondered if it would ever end. Even something as simple and non-exerting like going to a movie was too difficult for me (exhausted from my work week) and my honey loves the movies but he never made me feel bad that we weren't even doing that.
with our girl Haven
I remember 2 years ago going to our friend Jason's 40th birthday party and clinging to my sweetheart, too weak to embark on any conversation with anyone on my own. His warmth and strength again carried me through the night and I was so grateful to have enjoyed a semi normal night out with friends.
On those occasions when I felt so badly both physically and mentally, I would muster up the strength to ask him why he is still with me and being a man of sometimes few words he would simply say "Because I Love You", and my cares and worries would melt away.
As I slowly recover from severe hypothyroidism and adrenal fatigue and multiple food sensitivities (it will not happen over night) I have such high hopes that we will be able to enjoy all the things that we have missed out on so much and once again start to create memories of our life together of good times spent with friends and family.
Happy anniversary honey, here's to the next 11 years being the very best ever!