24 Mths in..I gotta whole lot of living to do now

[Treasur]

I prayed for the longest time that I would see my H's face with life in his eyes, the core of him showing. It has been 2 years almost and he is still lost on dead shark eye land. I feel sorrow and compassion for him.

I would not have chosen this for either of us, but it doesn't change what was real and a blessing before my H was diagnosed with a mental illness. If it hadn't been good and real, none of us would have fought so hard to keep faith with our M's would we?

I can't hate the broken creature that is my beloved, even if I hate his behaviour sometimes. I thank God for the love I have known, for the kindness of strangers and for the ability to see hope and light in a future life.