March 9, 2009

  • A road built for two.

    You took my hand to cross the street,
    Our destination unknown.
    Forever we—just you and me,
    Would never journey alone.

    You showed me places I’d never been,
    I hope I had done the same.
    We chose one path—in the aftermath,
    I gladly took your name.

    With bumps and holes, a broken road,
    Nothing would stand in our way.
    Our stroll through life, full of love and strife,
    Will continue ’til our dying day.

    Life isn’t easy, and it’s not always fair,
    It is what it is, that’s the truth.
    We’ll make it through—we always do …
    With love, from me to you. 

    I really didn’t have much to say in the way of a general “catch-up” for you all—sorry about that. Life has been crazy and tumultuous and wonderful, all at the same time. Through it all, I can’t lose sight of the person who loves me—not because he has to, but because he wants to. A man who sees my beauty through the tears, and the simple side of a complicated situation. He is my rock, and the main reason I get out of bed every morning to achieve things I never thought possible. To my cheerleader and best friend, this post—and everything I do—is for you.

    As always, more to come …

    p.s. Xanga, I’ve missed you.

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