Worthwhile

                      Their are people in our lives that make it all worthwhile. Some are family some are friends but they make the grey days brighter. My husband. My husband is my main worthwhile. He makes it all worthwhile. I love him because I choose to. He drives me totally crazy sometimes but I do the same to him, so it all works out. The day I was diagnosed, I called to tell him what our doctor said(we kinda already knew just not confirmed),he lost it, I told him, " You can't do that, as long as you hold it together I'll be fine, you lose it I'll fall apart." He is my steady in my cruel crazy life. We are not perfect by a long shot, we have had our share of ups and downs, ins and outs but we have taken our vows literally, for better for worse in sickness in health for richer for poorer to love honor and cherish. We've grown distant and felt miles between us, we've aggravated the dickens out of each other, we have laughed at each other, with each other, we've helped each other through life's tragedies, hurt each other, held each others hand while life tried to demolish us. We live this life together. People look at us funny when we say we've been married for 15 years, I have tendency to wonder why, because to me it doesn't seem that long or a big deal. But in todays world I guess it is a long time. It just doesn't seem that way to me, we've both changed a lot over the years, but we are still who we were also. I know I am guilty of taking him for granted, as of late I have been correcting myself for doing so. He is a great man. He puts ups with me, I have been told he is a very lucky man to have me, but I disagree I am the lucky one. I am the lucky one to have him in my life. I don't tell him often enough how much he means to me or how much his support helps me. I don't give to him near as much as I take from him. I am the lucky one to have him to call my own.
                       Just thinking out loud for all the world to see........