2005-10-08 - 7:31 p.m.
I'm back.
Last night I walked through the door to my home and my children locked themselves about my torso and wouldn't let go. It was the most joyous strangulation I've ever had - I'll be living in that moment for weeks to come. When I die in a fiery car crash, or in the heat of battle...it will be one of the first things that flashes past in my inner vision.
I'm happy to be home.
My wife, 5 months pregnant now, is SUPER-WOMAN. This woman...(did I mention she's 5 months pregnant?)...while I was gone...laid tile in two bathrooms and the kitchen!!! I'm not talking about rolling out some linoleum or something - I'm talking about grout, cement, cutting, tile laying MADNESS. Not only that, but she re-seated the toilets in both bathrooms and repaired the footings and seals.
Men and women alike...you're jealous, aren't you?
My wife is...there is no word to describe the strength of character and body that this woman possesses. She is absolute dynamite.
She saved my life, you know? When I was spiraling down, out of control, gripping to life with my fingernails...she came along and saved me.
I can see it's time to open Pandora's Box.
It's time to tell you about Malthus...then and now.
Anyway...there is nothing I can do to show her the admiration that she deserves. There is nothing I can do to equal the things that she has given me with her sacrifices, our children, her strength. I am a better person for simply being in her presence.
Cards and flowers just don't cut it. i feel like I should sacrifices a goat or something...I'm not kidding.
No...in truth...the best thing I can do is...well...here's a question:
What does a rock need when it can't hold itself up? Well, what ever it is...that's what I need to be.
I try...
