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15 November 2007

thank you

Where to start?

Could you get me a coke? Thank you.
The pile of pillows? Thank you.
Help me dress? Thank you.
I just need... Thank you.
I'm tired and I really don't think... Thank you.
This needs doing. Thank you.
Do we have...? Thank you.
I can't do this. Thank you.
My bandage is too tight/too loose. Thank you.
I'm hungry. Thank you.
I want to cry, will you hold me? Thank you.
Make me laugh. Thank you.
Do this, do that. Thank you.

Three years ago I didn't know what was missing from my life. Two years ago I discovered that what I really wanted in life was to love. To love with passion, to love with determination, to really, really love someone. But most of all I realised that I needed to be loved. It wasn't just the caring for someone it was having someone care about me. I wanted to be loved for who I was, what I am.

She loves me. She cares for me. She looks after me. She loves me.

Thank you.

November 17th 2005 I landed at San Diego airport. Two years ago (almost) I fell into her arms, her care. She is my angel. She is wonderful. My life is perfect. I love. I am loved.

Thank you.

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