ago I wrote a piece already on Love ... with a large A! The real ... the one I lived there 9 years and I still feel in me. I can not say that I felt with the same force for all these years but since 1 month .... My life was complicated. My story was not history but was the simplest and is the most beautiful in my eyes. When I tell someone he does not live like me and do not generally understand.
Love is not always rosy, however. But the difference between love and love is great. When you live love, nothing is in our test. (For me) I forgive him everything. His infidelities with girls I knew, so his lies. It has not been easy. At nearly 100km away, and we loved each other we love each other. It has lost sight of for years never forget us. Until a month ago. My father taught me
he had engaged him to excavate his land. In the morning when he arrived and he saw me, the smile he had ... Woahh! We talked and we felt the merger that united us. I relived the moments spent 9 years ago. I had to leave to return to the city for over an hour, I had the chills in the back. For the weeks that followed, I plan my schedule to be in the north at least Monday morning, even if it was to see that 20 minutes. In the second week, he arrived with a sore hip. My father did not even magan more and returned home. That's when it's complicated ...
health problems have continued to worsen. Feel it less and less but still keep their spirits each morning and returned to the site. The following week was a bit more difficult. (I'll try to stay clear!) My health has also fallen so my stepmother got invited back to the north. I could then rest and try to get back on my foot and I had one more chance to see him. Friday night I arrived, he was there. Health banged up but he kept smiling. Also on Saturday, faithful to the post but increasingly Magan. The working days more and ended earlier because he was unable to "provide". Sunday rest day!
Monday morning 7h00am, I awoke to the sound of the shovel who was choking. My heart wanted me out of the body. I knew it had happened and that I can see it all day! And what a day! I spent I do not know how many hours outside in the mud, with rain, snow, sleet, a little sun ... etc. Tse's a great day outdoors! But all this did not matter. It was there and it was this closeness that we had from the first day. In addition, I was even able to drive the shovel itself:) But it's the little moments between us that I loved. Inviting me to board the "bucket" of the shovel to bring me up to him by going over all the materials and construction ... woahh haha Ok it has not changed a pumpkin into a carriage. No I was not in evening dress but for me it was my moment of Princess ...
was able to sit together and discuss ... him, his health, how he saw the future ... This day belongs to me. She is mine and nobody can ever take it away. Neither time, nor anyone, nor disease ...
love somebody who is sick is hard, is not known yet what a. I do not know what more I have. We'll test our separate ways. A married life is not considered. He has his life, he has someone and I have my life. But I know that love will always be with me. I must learn to live with.
What I find hardest is not sharing it, not knowing that someone has in his life. But rather the impotence that I have on his health. Him ill and unable to do anything. Do not be at his side quickly if something serious happened. Not being able to know well ... For now, I live day to day with the little news I have. I hope that thing ... It is healthy!
My Angel, I wish you from my heart I will love you always xxx
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