these last few months, while being a bit difficult at some points, have also been some of the happiest of my life.
My oldest son has moved back to new jersey. so now it is just the two of us and two boys. I have not seen my mother since new years. I miss my family like i can't even begin to describe. some days it is one thing after another. but, at the end of each day, i get to come home to Michael every night.
I get to come home to someone who understands me like no one ever has. some one who has shown me the true meaning of the words, relationship, love, togetherness, compromise.
although there are days when i miss my family, and some of the pressures of every day weigh down on me so heavily. even though my medication has run out, and my depression is trying desperately to bring me so far down.
I look forward to every day that i have, because I get to share them with him.
he is my everything.
kiz.
