Dear Annnie,

 

Your thoughts on my behalf are certainly reasonable, and even accurate but you are missing or at least leaving out a large part of what you mean to me.  Certainly I am challenged to work, earn money, do chores, cook and provide the care that you need.  And to then, finally, spend a little time with you as spouse, lover, friend.  I think what you have missed, though, is how much I need you.  Even after a hard day, when the MonSter has intruded beyond its normal intrusion into our life, and we lay down to sleep at the end of the day you hold my hand.  And in that warm, loving touch you give to me the strength and love that I need to continue being your rock. 

 

I am more hopeful, I think, than you that the doctors will help us fight back the MonSter.  But every day you get up, get dressed and do a little more than you felt up to when getting up.  You have endeavored to preserver for the thirteen years we have been fighting the MonSter.  Thank you for fighting.  Thank you for loving me.  Thank you for the good times we had before MS and the many good times we have had since. 

 

I am so sorry that MS has afflicted you and so many other people.  I am honored to know and love you and to know and love the wonderful people we have met through MS Musings.  I am glad that we have been luck enough to have good times.  Glad that you are still willing to venture forth into the world and show the MonSter that you won't give up.

 

You are the source of my strength,

I love you Dee.

 Your devoted husband,

Dave.