Friday, September 21, 2012
But I am grateful. I am lucky to have my best friend hold me at night, to try and reassure me and to know exactly what all this feels like. I am grateful that when he hears bad news his first reaction is to tell me he loves me and not to curse fate or be angry. I am grateful for a sweet little girl that is still safe in my arms and not in a hospital bed or even worse. For an angel who laughs with me in the mornings and cuddles in the afternoons. Who will give me looks like she knows exactly what is going on and will follow it up by a knowing smile. Who is patient and kind and takes joy in the most simplest of things.