Walking together, one reaching for the other, the slight squeeze of reassurance that everything is going to be okay, the reminder that he is there right next to me and I am there right next to him.
There are moments when I look back on our year and a bit of marriage, where I list the things we have gone through and wonder. Life can be incredibly harsh at times. They say troubles come in threes, it feels like we've had two lots of threes all at once. More than our fair share.
We have learned to prioritise. Some things have had to take the back seat for a while (and are still there patiently waiting) as we focus on family. I have to remind myself that it is okay to not be doing everything.
I do not know how I would have coped with the past year or so, had my Handsome Man not been at my side. I know he feels the same about me. As cheesy as it sounds and as much as I am cringing as I type it, no matter what came our way, we knew we would get through it because we had each other. We vented, we cuddled, we cried, we escaped when necessary and turned off to the rest of the world.
We prioritised us. When bad stuff comes, it is easy to forget the us, the you and me. We didn't want to forget each other, we had to come first.