My partner in crime. My confidant. My cheerleader. My best friend.
There isn't a label that encompasses all that he is to me. This man has
no obligation to be by my side, to see me through this fight.
Nonetheless, he has been faithfully holding my hand, lifting me up and
providing unwavering support. I don't think he understands all that he
does for me. He brings me back to center
when I feel like I can't handle any more. He let's me be me whether I'm
laughing, crying, frustrated or downright silly. He brings out the best
in me and reminds me how special and deserving I am. When he hugs me he
is always the last to let go and I hope he never lets go. LT3
~ still climbing mountains ~
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