Jesse returned to work today. He spent last week at home, with me and Miles. I am so glad we were able to adjust together. We spent many hours, just the 5 of us (dogs included) snuggled on the bed- crying, hugging, and simply wondering. The dogs contributed many licks to the mix; we call them "puppy kisses." Being together recharged our batteries and gave us the strength to continue. Additionally, both sets of grandparents were present- in full force. When the going gets tough, the tough unite over pizza and Pierce's BBQ. We are not just family; we are friends.
I know Jesse hard a hard time leaving this morning. He lingered over a napping and full-bellied Miles for several minutes before kissing me good-bye. My two men have such a strong bond; Miles is permanently linked to Jesse's heart. Despite all of our recent set backs, Jesse still attests that Miles is his world (his words exactly). We both agree that he is the best thing that has ever happened to us. Maybe that is why our hearts hurts so much; this intensity can swing in many directions.
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