For much of my life, I felt very alone. At times, I chose to isolate myself or not turn to others who were waiting to help me and support me. At other times, I felt abandoned by people who I thought loved me and cared for me; just when I needed them the most, they were silent or absent.
Today, I’m grateful that I’m not alone. One of the things I’ve come to admire most about James is his ability to stick by my side even when he’s upset with me, in a foul mood, or just not feeling very affectionate. I’ve always loved this about him, but the past few weeks since finding out that I’m pregnant, I’ve come to value it even more.
He always seeks to make me feel better and to help me through the worst of times. He makes me sushi, gets me gingerale, turns on the air conditioning, and reads to me. It’s much easier to make it through days when I am not feeling well when I have someone by my side enduring it with me without making me feel bad for not feeling good.
I know that with James, life will just be like this. And I’m grateful for that.