Day One
So it seems the hard part isn't what I must try to do, though those things are difficult. The hard part is what I cannot hope to do through all my effort: ease her pain. Laterally recumbent and moaning softly, her body aches and no turning or adjusting can soothe it. Her good nature does not waiver in the face of humiliating weakness. Yes, this will take everything I have but never more than I would give, for I would offer everything I have to give her comfort, if only I can learn how. The life I leave behind could never hold a candle to the importance of what I begin today. This move is about love, it true. A perfect limitless love, the honor of being in this space with her, of sharing the pain I cannot drive away. I will do my very best for her. I was meant to be here, right now. I only hope to prove worthy of the task.