I find myself in a strange position. I can't tell you how amazing it is when you can see your spouse start to reintegrate themselves. When they look at you not through the cold and lifeless MLC eyes, but through the eyes of the person you remember, the one you love, it's an incredible feeling. Yet, there are still no guarantees. No guarantees he will make it all the way through, no guarantees I won't get tired of keeping that hope alive.
Life is good right now, so good. I feel content in every aspect of my life except for my M. I am okay with that... For now.
Still digging deep for patience to see where this leads. I've made it this far, still got some gas in the tank.
Thanks for all of your support along the way. It's been one heck of a journey so far
Bomb January 2012 - doesn't feel the same about me
~ "There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, hope, and endurance."
