So, December 30th. This was the day I had a routine (supposedly) operation – hernia repair. The plan was to do the laparoscopic procedure fully by robotics. But, as fate would have it, difference won the day.
Well, after the surgery, I realized how blessed I am. Not only do I have a person that offered to stay the night in the hospital knowing she had to work the next day, but also, when I insisted she go home and sleep, she came with coffee for me the next morning. I love this person.
We went to Market Square for the ball drop in Knoxville for New Year’s Eve and she suggested, and I agreed, that we make the Market Square a yearly tradition. I again counted my blessings. Here is a person who’s had as many terrible relationship problems as I’ve had. And the fact that we take the time to work out even the smallest, minuscule details of our relationship comforts me to a point of security that I’ve never known, much less trusted. It’s one of the puzzle pieces that defines who we are. I know she understands. I know she’s been where I have. I know she sees things under the same tints of colorful light as me. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
So, here’s to a revolution around the sun, and to many, many more to come. I hope that God gives us as many years, reasons, gifts, hopes, laughs, hugs, and kisses to each other as much as the total opposite that has happened over the former years until we met. The negativity that’s shaped who we are before we were together, has shaped the positive aspects of we are as a couple. I know I’ve never felt for anyone what she has shaped my heart into. I owe her more than she knows. And more than I could ever repay. She’ll disagree and say I owe her nothing. And I’ll take that. And be happy.
Happy New Year, everyone. Here’s to, not only a new decade, but a new era.
Take care. And walk in the light of true love.