I encourage anyone to check out the link to where this comic came from--tons more as good or better there, funny for anyone who likes video games of any kind.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
The sunlight through the clouds
I haven't updated here for awhile.
A long while, now that I think about it.
First off, S and I moved to Seattle, which I'm enjoying rather thoroughly for the most part! Pics soon, but if you believe that, you haven't read my previous promises of pics...
I have a new job, which I mostly like.
Things have been harder than usual lately. And BETTER than usual lately. S has been going through some real hard stuff, and I think, has had to do a lot of rethinking about who she is.
But that's for her to write about, not me. See, what I want to write about is how much closer it's brought us, and how much stronger I feel I am for it.
And how incredibly lame of me is that, to see these positives in what has been an extraordinarily painful and difficult experience for my wife? I don't know. I only know that through this darkness she has been through, I see enormous light.
That's because we've walked through it together. And at moments, we've carried each other. Amazingly enough, at least to me, she's let me carry her. This beautiful, strong woman, who has trouble trusting anyone, has allowed me to shield her from the world, and carry her through some of the darkest moments in her life. No one has ever trusted me to do that before. No one I've ever known has actually acted like I'm as "strong" as they love to say I am. I have never trusted myself. And I do now. I am more comfortable and confident in who I am, that the woman I want to be lines up more and more each day with the woman I want to be.
There have been bleak moments for the both of us and for the two of us as a couple. Moments I feared that we couldn't survive. That somehow, the worlds we both came from, the challenges we've both faced would ultimately win, and tear from me the best thing in my world.
We did survive. We have survived. We are surviving.
What amazes me, is us doing more than surviving.
We cuddle. We whisper dreams in the darkness of our bed. We play video games together, and we chase each other (the six steps) through our apartment and knock each other on the bed, giggling and hugging.
See, now I've rambled, and I'm not sure I've said anything of value.
S and I have been through a dark, dark place. Both of us, together, and in terrible moments, separately. But we got through it because we hung on to one another. We got through it because we both dared to believe that the sun must always follow the night (even in Seattle) and that Spring must always follow even the coldest winter.
It's March now, and the seasons are (slowly) thawing away the chill. Each morning the sun comes out a little earlier. Each day, it stays out a little longer, and the night is held at bay for a few more minutes. It's Seattle, so many days are grey still. But my Beloved and I? We've found we can snuggle cozily together in the grey, and rejoice in the sunlight.
We're surviving. And I believe we are (dare I say it?) happy, even.
And, Sara, if you're reading this? I bear you. :P
A long while, now that I think about it.
First off, S and I moved to Seattle, which I'm enjoying rather thoroughly for the most part! Pics soon, but if you believe that, you haven't read my previous promises of pics...
I have a new job, which I mostly like.
Things have been harder than usual lately. And BETTER than usual lately. S has been going through some real hard stuff, and I think, has had to do a lot of rethinking about who she is.
But that's for her to write about, not me. See, what I want to write about is how much closer it's brought us, and how much stronger I feel I am for it.
And how incredibly lame of me is that, to see these positives in what has been an extraordinarily painful and difficult experience for my wife? I don't know. I only know that through this darkness she has been through, I see enormous light.
That's because we've walked through it together. And at moments, we've carried each other. Amazingly enough, at least to me, she's let me carry her. This beautiful, strong woman, who has trouble trusting anyone, has allowed me to shield her from the world, and carry her through some of the darkest moments in her life. No one has ever trusted me to do that before. No one I've ever known has actually acted like I'm as "strong" as they love to say I am. I have never trusted myself. And I do now. I am more comfortable and confident in who I am, that the woman I want to be lines up more and more each day with the woman I want to be.
There have been bleak moments for the both of us and for the two of us as a couple. Moments I feared that we couldn't survive. That somehow, the worlds we both came from, the challenges we've both faced would ultimately win, and tear from me the best thing in my world.
We did survive. We have survived. We are surviving.
What amazes me, is us doing more than surviving.
We cuddle. We whisper dreams in the darkness of our bed. We play video games together, and we chase each other (the six steps) through our apartment and knock each other on the bed, giggling and hugging.
See, now I've rambled, and I'm not sure I've said anything of value.
S and I have been through a dark, dark place. Both of us, together, and in terrible moments, separately. But we got through it because we hung on to one another. We got through it because we both dared to believe that the sun must always follow the night (even in Seattle) and that Spring must always follow even the coldest winter.
It's March now, and the seasons are (slowly) thawing away the chill. Each morning the sun comes out a little earlier. Each day, it stays out a little longer, and the night is held at bay for a few more minutes. It's Seattle, so many days are grey still. But my Beloved and I? We've found we can snuggle cozily together in the grey, and rejoice in the sunlight.
We're surviving. And I believe we are (dare I say it?) happy, even.
And, Sara, if you're reading this? I bear you. :P
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