When I was a little girl, I used to dream about who I would grow up to become and who I would marry. I am a lucky girl to have married someone who loves me for who I am....he has never once complained about my struggles with weight. I get a "thank you" every night I fix dinner...even on the nights I serve a sandwich or take out. He knows when I'm quiet I'm usually angry at someone or something. He makes me laugh every single day of my life, even if it's because I'm teasing him. He knows not to bother me when I'm in the bath soaking away my worries of the day. And most importantly, he knows when I call him "Sir", it's to get his attention. Together, Mark and I have faced so many things...both good and bad. What started as a passionate first date turned into a loving marriage of friendship, respect and dedication. I am the first to admit that I have many faults...temperamental, selfish at times, childish, a worry wart, overbearing, a nag, a bitch if you will. BUT he puts up with it all. We have been going through this battle with cancer for 3 1/2 years. It has been tough. I've cried a lot. We both have. There have been too many trips to doctor appointments, invasive procedures and numerous ER visits. Some of the nurses and doctors recognize us when we walk into the ER at Kaiser Sunset. There are many heroes out in the world...soldiers, firemen, policemen, single moms, teachers...but Mark is my hero. He is brave, refusing to give up this battle. He admitted to me he is too stubborn to give up...he's not ready. I hear from friends and family how strong I am for handling everything I've been dealt in life, but he is even stronger for facing so many health obstacles in his lifetime. Together, we have made this house we live in a home. Since my grandmother died, we have put our own personal touches on things and I feel the warmth and love every time I walk in through the doors. So, Mark, as I sit at home alone, with you in the hospital again...I want you to know I'm always thinking positive thoughts filled with love and peace. I don't think I tell you enough how much I admire your strength and courage. I love you. Don't be upset I wrote this ;)
"If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To Sir, with love/" --
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