This is so good. This part brought tears to my eyes: My relationship with my wife, however, transcends the circumstance. If we feel ourselves drift, we reach out our hands and grasp tightly, because I choose to remain at her side, and she at mine. And if I ever look over to find that weve somehow lost sight of each other — both now walking alone and lost in that cold night — I will grab a torch and search for her until I find her again. She is my mission, my lifes work, and Id sooner give up my life than give up on her. Speaking about his wifes grandfather who lost his wife after 60 years of marriage: He cant speak hardly at all these days — mostly the result of multiple strokes — but I was there in his living room when he turned to the person next to him and tearfully said, partner. She was my partner. And she was. A great partner, from everything Ive heard. Feisty and tough, loyal and loving. Thats what I want. One day, hopefully when were very old, one of us will die first — the smart money is on me (family history combined with my unhealthy affinity for bacon and red meat). Whoever is living, while stricken with grief and sadness, will be able to look back on a life of sacrifice, and compromise, and joy, and worry, and happiness, and tears, and passion, and love, and simply say, partner. We were partners. I choose that end. I dont know when it will happen, or what awaits us in the meantime, but that will be our ending. I choose it over looking back five years from now and saying, she was my partner — but then she changed, so never mind. So we wake up every morning, sort of the same, but sort of new. We look at each other, we introduce ourselves again, and we choose to love who we see. We choose to love. And thats the only thing that will never change.
Posted on: Tue, 10 Jun 2014 23:53:54 +0000
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