Love

Thy name is Tina

Tina is struggling with her gastro-psoriasis. She is experiencing discomfort because of the basic symptom of a lack of food movement through her body. And she's feeling down because it has meant not leaving the house this weekend. But that she is here, in the house, is a comfort to me. I have no disappointment, no anger, over our not going out. As long as she is here, there is contentment. She will have bad days. She will have good days. Through it all, I am here for her, I am here with her. She is the reason for my happiness. Not that every minute is perfect. Not that every day is a rousing adventure. No. It is that I find joy in her presence. Being able to chat with her gives pleasure, contentment, and serenity. Even those moments of angst, frustration, and irritation do not decrease the happiness I experience. I do not have expectations of how she needs to be to achieve perfection. I accept that she is perfect simply because she is in my life. I am content. I love her.