The Unveiling

I know I told you I would keep your identity hidden within my blog, but that was before I realized you never visit it anyway. And neither does anyone else, so you're safe.

You were sick yesterday and still worked a full, hot, hard day. I don't think I would have the same determination to work through pain like you did. You worked twelve hours and then came home and collapsed on the floor. The only thing I could do was try to keep you comfortable, give you liquids and love before I left for your dad's birthday dinner.

I don't tell you enough how much I admire you: your work ethic, the way you never let those that depend on you down. Today, after I begged you to take a day off (your first in a long time) you and I spent our first day together in nearly a month. Even when you're sick, you still make me laugh, make me smile, make me feel safe.

I want the whole world to know how very much I love you.