WILL’S SMILE

 I don’t know how Will does this, every day, day after day, especially now that we know the cancer has metasticized, suggesting—well, we all know the serious nature of metastatic disease, so enough said about that, because today’s post is shining the spotlight of conscious awareness upon one of my husband’s personal strengths—namely his unconditional love for me.

When I say— I don’t know how Will ‘does this’, every day, day after day—I’m referring to everything he does for me, wearing a heartfelt smile that serves to shield the many concerns, which, no doubt, have layered up inside his mind, over these past three years.

It goes without saying that Will’s smile entices mine to emerge so naturally that the convergence of both smiles—signifying the depths of our love for each other—buoy bis spirit and mine, throughout each day—day after day.

Need I say that the consistent nature of Will’s smile and mine depend upon courage that’s become so organic as to inspire both of us to awaken to the conscious awareness of enjoying each other’s presence, each and every day, as we no longer take each other’s presence for granted as had been true before life-threatening illness proved more and more serious than ever before.

And so, thank goodness, Will’s smile entices mine to emerge so naturally that the convergence of both smiles—signifying the depths of our love for each other—buoy bis spirit and mine, throughout each day—day after day.

Annie 

           Our 50th anniversary party, six years ago