One In A Million

I am not partially good with dates; it is pretty much hit or miss whether or not I remember a family members birthday, but to be honest it is more miss than hit. My wedding anniversary is no problem, but that is because that date is part of my email address. I rely on my wife to remind me of everything, everything except one, my date of diagnoses. That date will be forever burned into my brain. I am writing this three years from the day my life was forever changed, February 13,2017. In remembrance of that day I wrote this:

“Three years ago, you came into my life. You were feared by all and understood by few. You promised to never leave me and you told me my life would never be the same. You said in death do us part, but it never felt like love. But little did I know that three years later I would no longer hate you.

You taught me to love myself no matter how bad my day is. You taught me to love others whose lives you have touched. You remind me every second of every day that you are with me. Yet through it all you taught me to be strong and appreciate the simple things in life. I wish we had never met, because without you, my life would be so much easier. Yet, for those who know us we will be forever linked.

But the memories of our relationship will inspire others and for that I am grateful. Three years ago, I would never have dreamed I would be sitting here today celebrating my life with you. But in the end, we are a couple bound together for life, we will have our ups and downs as all couples do, but in the end its me and you, Happy Anniversary!” 

by Mark Hitechew