So often I start writing a post and it morphs into something different to what I had originally planned. Often I don't write the title until I've finished, because who knows what it will be about! But I've picked a title for this post - My Best Friend - because I want to keep it focused. I want to dedicate this post to my best friend.
I'm a pretty strong and independent woman - I've been through tough times on my own and I've learnt to stand on my own two feet. I've learnt not to compromise who I am as an individual for anyone else. But there have been times in the last couple of years where I haven't been able to stand and he has literally held me up when my legs have failed me.
My best friend is the person I tell everything to, who knows me better than I know myself. He understands why I act the way I do and a lot of the time he can pick what's going on in my head and my heart before I realize it.
I'm a pretty strong and independent woman - I've been through tough times on my own and I've learnt to stand on my own two feet. I've learnt not to compromise who I am as an individual for anyone else. But there have been times in the last couple of years where I haven't been able to stand and he has literally held me up when my legs have failed me.
My best friend is the person I tell everything to, who knows me better than I know myself. He understands why I act the way I do and a lot of the time he can pick what's going on in my head and my heart before I realize it.
"He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same" Emily Bronte
I'm not saying we have it perfect, we have had some epic fights and as a step family with fertility issues we haven't had it easy. Then you throw in all the usual life challenges and there are times when we've been tearing our hair out. But we've worked hard at it - we've talked and listened and tried to understand each other.
He is the most patient, caring, genuinely beautiful person I know. I don't think he has a mean bone in his body. He is an amazing father which is why I ache to give him more children, our children. He is the person I can't wait to come home to every night and who I miss so much when we're apart. Sometimes I'll sit and watch him when he doesn't realize I'm watching and I get filled with butterflies and warm fuzzy feelings (actually right now I'm watching him eat mango for breakfast and stare into space - and yes that makes me smile). There is absolutely nothing better in the world than lying in bed in his arms and breathing him in.
I've been going through a bit of a tough time lately - unrelated to fertility or step-parenting but it's all part of the big messy thing we call life. His support has been unrelenting. He has wiped away my tears as I've cried, listened patiently through my angry rants and been a sounding board as I've bounced around idea after idea of how to deal with the situation. It's been hard to know what the right thing to do is but through it all I have known that whatever decision I make, he will be 200% behind me.
I feel so, so incredibly lucky for having him by my side that my heart aches for the rest of the world because surely no one else could be as happy as we are together. Thank you my beautiful boy for being you, for your love, support and friendship. It means more to me than I can ever express.
In the slightly modified words of Edgar Allan Poe...
We love with a love that is more than love
He is the most patient, caring, genuinely beautiful person I know. I don't think he has a mean bone in his body. He is an amazing father which is why I ache to give him more children, our children. He is the person I can't wait to come home to every night and who I miss so much when we're apart. Sometimes I'll sit and watch him when he doesn't realize I'm watching and I get filled with butterflies and warm fuzzy feelings (actually right now I'm watching him eat mango for breakfast and stare into space - and yes that makes me smile). There is absolutely nothing better in the world than lying in bed in his arms and breathing him in.
I've been going through a bit of a tough time lately - unrelated to fertility or step-parenting but it's all part of the big messy thing we call life. His support has been unrelenting. He has wiped away my tears as I've cried, listened patiently through my angry rants and been a sounding board as I've bounced around idea after idea of how to deal with the situation. It's been hard to know what the right thing to do is but through it all I have known that whatever decision I make, he will be 200% behind me.
I feel so, so incredibly lucky for having him by my side that my heart aches for the rest of the world because surely no one else could be as happy as we are together. Thank you my beautiful boy for being you, for your love, support and friendship. It means more to me than I can ever express.
In the slightly modified words of Edgar Allan Poe...
We love with a love that is more than love