you.

you.

you have been so strong.

so courageous.

my pillar.
my rod.
my refuge.

my silly afternoons and late night giggles.

my pick me up from a puddle on the floor
and tuck me safely into bed.

my late night prayers amid tears and earth shattering reality.

my "you've got mascara all over your face again"
before I walk out the door to the supermarket.

my, "how long has it been since you've showered."

my, "it's time for a break."

my walk . . .
hand in hand, on the sand.

you.

you have put aside every broken piece of your own heart,
your own shattered soul,
to love, protect and heal mine.

you have given yourself completely to our sons,
to me,
without a breath of a thought of yourself.

you have fought your own quiet battle.

alone.

disenfranchised.

while I stood before the world,
you
were the prayer that sustained me.

you are my happiest thought
and my saving grace.

I love you.

xx.

Me