I know this is a time of giving thanks for what we have in our lives.
I am thankful that in this tough economy, when people lose their jobs left and right, not only my job is not in any kind of jeopardy, but everybody, staff and residents, have supported me with love and care and can’t wait to see me back, even if they know it might be another couple of weeks or so before that can happen.
I am thankful that while other people lost their homes, I still have the roof of my beloved old house above my head.
I am thankful that in a time when people are forced to abandon their pets at shelters or on the streets, my two furbabies are safe, healthy, warm and fed.
I am thankful for wonderful friends, who have been here physically, helping me getting through the hard times after surgery(ies), or just with their heart and moral support from hundreds and thousands of miles away.
And what I am most thankful for, is my beloved, who all this time has been here beside me, supporting me, taking care of me and giving me all his love, from the depth of his heart. He came into my life as an angel, someone who, out of the blue sky, helped a good friend of mine without even knowing them (or me). He stayed after meeting me, his love for me growing more and more, and gave me the happiest times of my life.
And when the cancer struck, he didn’t go away. – he stayed, giving me courage, becoming my nurse, my caretaker, my rock. And every night, falling asleep in his arms, and every morning, waking up in his arms, I thank the Gods up there that they brought him in my life, my angel, my man, my love.
For as little or as long as the Gods will want to give us together, beloved, I thank you. I love you.