
I'm not sure why. I just am. I had to talk about it today when I off-handedly mentioned Michelle getting fitted for braces. And then had to explain why. And then had to explain what it meant. And then I cried on the way home. I know we're doing fine. She's so strong that nothing seems to slow her down. She gets tired and frustrated, but she keeps going. I think being at the doctor yesterday made me have to acknowledge, again, that it is there. There are days where it is really real and other days its just sort of in the background. It makes me sad when I let myself think about it...the shitty parts of it. The reality that there will be a day one day when she won't be here...
I'm not lying when I say I have no idea how to live without Michelle. I can't remember life before she was apart of it. Her friendship early one was something that kept me motivated and mellow at work. Tough cases and clients were balanced out by her twisted since of humor and her sweetness. As a partner, she has balanced me, challenged me to be a better person, and held me when days were bad. I'm not sure how it happened, but when I fell in love with Michelle, I fell hard. I'm so unbelievably smitten with her. Looking at her makes me smile. Touching her soft skin makes me feel at peace. Watching her belly grow as our baby grows makes me feel incredibly proud and incredibly lucky.
I don't want to think about those days. And, for the most part, I try to live in the moment. But today, for some reason, its hitting a little closer to home. God gave me an amazing gift when he brought Michelle into my life. I know that there is a greater plan and purpose...but, selfishly, I also know that I don't want to know what it is like to live a moment without her. Hopefully Syd's stem cells will open up a world of possibility one day. Treatment, a cure, who knows? Sorry for the sob fest. Just needed to get it out. I love you pumpkin butt.