Anyone who knows Mike and I knows that we have had our share of ups and downs, but being together for almost 11 years, that is kind of to be expected. We have made two beautiful girls together and have come close to divorce (thankfully we stuck it out). I really just wanted to take this opportunity to express how much I love him and appreciate everything that he has done and continues to do for me.
Mike is eternally optimistic about the cancer, never wanting to believe that it could kill me, but at the same time he says we will deal with whatever happens. I tend to be pessimistic about all of it, but I'm working on that. It's kind of a bad thing to admit, but I was never secure in our relationship until a couple of years ago. I don't know why I always felt I wasn't good enough for him, but all that changed when we went through a rough patch and our relationship completely changed for the better and I will never question his love for me, nor my love for him.
Shortly after that period is when we found out I had Stage III Metastatic Melamona. And through my two surgeries and chemo, his love for me was validated even more. See, love is not words. Love is actions. Love is holding the pan for me when I'm vomiting from anesthesia. Love is cleaning my incisions three times a day. Love is washing my hair and bathing me when I couldn't do it myself. Love is emptying out my surgical drain tubes for three weeks. Love is telling me I'm beautiful when I'm bald. Love is helping me clean when I'm too tired to do it myself. Love is getting up with Addison at night when he is the one that has to get up early and go to work. And love is knowing that I can always count on him to be there for me.
So, I just want to say thank you to my wonderful husband for all things that you do to make my life so complete. I love you so much.