...Because he fights for me when I can't or don't have the will to fight for myself. Because he picks up the slack when I don't have the energy. Because he calls doctors, makes appointments, and asks questions when I don't have the courage. Because he pushes me to at least try, even when I feel like it is pointless. Because he encourages me to have hope even when it looks hopeless. Because he holds me tight and cries with me when I feel like my world is collapsing. Because he loves me no matter how difficult I am...no matter what. Because he tells me I'm beautiful every day, even when I'm still in the same pj's that I was when he left for work.
I am a blessed woman. So very, very blessed.
