like an armful of lemon Chobani yogurts since my grocery store doesn’t stock them.
or fruit, black beans and brown rice because he knows these are the things I’ll be eating plenty of during this 60 day challenge. (and Lactaid milk always in his fridge!).
and the hug I need when I break down in frustration over my running issues…
and conversely, the hug (virtually) and ‘I knew you could do it’ when I actually had a good run today.
the support after a bad day, the listening ear, the joke when I need to laugh.
the small gestures that add up into one giant big thing. Love. Devotion. What it’s meant to be like.
At a doctor’s appointment this morning, my nurse practitioner asked if I had the same – ahem – ‘partner’ as last year. When I indicated that I went through a divorce in recent years and that no, I didn’t have the same partner as last year (or any, truly, for that matter!), she moved along. Then she asked what he did for a living. When I told her that he is a nurse practitioner, her eyes lit up (given it’s the same profession, of course). She paused and said:
“I’m on the tail-end of divorce myself but have been with someone for awhile. Isn’t it great when you can finally just breathe?”
I couldn’t have said it better or more simply myself.
M is, quite simply, the breath of fresh air in my life that grounds me, makes me smile and unbelievably happy. He makes me think, he challenges me, he makes me laugh, and he loves me. Through and through. And I love him, for all that he is and all that he makes me feel.
When you add up all the little things, it truly becomes one big thing, doesn’t it?
*this post courtesy of mush-central. I can’t help but toss one of these in here and there, because, well, it’s my blog, dammit. Take it or leave it :-)**
PS. as you likely caught above…I had a GREAT run today!! Thank you for all of your comments and feedback last night, I used every single piece of advice today and I don’t know how to explain it other than a miracle, quite honestly. The run was good, challenging but not impossible. I came away from it (3 miles) feeling more confident and strong than I have in any of the runs I’ve had in the past few months. A little thing, perhaps, but a huge thing for me. Hopefully tomorrow bodes just as well. Again, thank you.