It is the wee small hours of Thursday morning and I cannot sleep. I am trying not to worry about Ralph's scan later on today. But when you lay in the darkness, listening to the breathing of your soulmate, you lover, your reason, it is difficult to avoid the fears you can push away in the daylight hours. I love this man in a way I never knew I was capable of, he loves me in a way I never thought I deserved. He came into my life to save my life. He has been my harbour to come home to after many years of stormy sea's.
This is one of my favourite photo's of him take last winter when he was feeding the birds in the snow. I love to see him in a hat.