I married out of love. No, I married out of insane love. My husband is my world. He is my rock, my home, my best friend, my lover, the father of my children, and above all he is my family.
We go way back, we spent half our lives together. We don’t own each other. We chose to be together and continue to do so on a daily basis.
Loving me in my good, bad and ugly moments; it is not easy for him. I burden him when I am down and down I am many days. Don’t get me wrong, it is not all gloomy. But it takes a rock to stand by me and to love me without judgement throughout.
I wouldn’t be me without him. He has this outlook to life full of positivity and trust. He believes impossible is nothing and tells me I can achieve anything I want.
We drift apart here. I don’t wish for much that is the problem. I cannot have long term plans or any plans as a matter of fact. Taking decisions is one of the things I hate the most. I always weigh in the pros and cons and end up with complicated opinions that make choice so difficult. I take it one day at a time – and this is probably one of the reasons why I am depressed.
I can’t project myself into the future, but you are my future Hassan. You are my present and my past too. I trust in you and I trust you. You asked me to write about you and here it is. A testimony of love, of a two way unconditional love. I wish nothing but your wellbeing and happiness. I know you dream the same for me.
Till death do us part…
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