My wife keeps reminding me that I need to finish up the second part of "the day I met my wife".

I've got to be in a particular frame of mind, it seems, in order to write that story effectively and I just haven't been there. I've been mentally focused heavily on finding a new place for us to live, getting a job and keeping up my studies. I realize that this isn't very much compared to many peoples' lives, but considering where I was even a year ago, I think I've made incredible progress. Some days it just doesn't feel like it, though.

Not that I'm complaining much. I mean, I can honestly say that I'm happy almost every day, regardless of any aches and pains I still have from my surgeries/therapy/neuropathy/whatever.

I feel like I have to be extra careful and not fall into the trap of thinking that family comes second, that depression and loneliness are normal, that I need to do everything RIGHT NOW, that I need to have two SUVs in the garage to be happy. My wife and I believe strongly many of the same things, philosophically speaking. We've both been in bad relationships in the past and now this is it: this is the chance to break from the past and forge a new future together, one based on love, compassion, understanding, forgiveness.

I wrote this on Jojo's comments section, but I'd like to repeat it here for a bit more permanency:

As I pray that you desire me as your King
I pledge my heart, my soul, my life.
I lay before you my everything
To have you as my Queen, my love, my wife.

And I mean it.