She is still my hero

Muse #411 - no suck up here, though it might certainly help

A year back today, I wrote about this special woman in my life. And it is time that I did it again today, being International Women’s Day. A year has gone by and what a turbulent year it has been. For me and for her. And she has stood by me during my medical troubles since and more.

To be true, there are several special women in my life. My mother for one. Good or bad she had a lot of influence over my life. And without a doubt, both my daughters are wonderful young women on their own path to their very special lives. And my relationship with them is slowly evolving to be a very close friendship of equals. And that is a wonderful change in the way we relate.

Back to my wife again. She is still my special woman. Like I tell her often, “no one would stay married to me but you - given a chance even I would not marry myself” and that I truly believe as I am hard to live with - for a variety of reasons. Recently we celebrated a billion seconds together. And I am extremely grateful for that.

She is still unequivocally my dearest superwoman. Balancing demanding work, the home, and me. Work has been particularly demanding the last couple of years - given the pandemic being what it is. The “change” business that we are both in is not a thankful one and is never easy.

I am just hoping that she finds some space for being herself within all this noise. And the strength to keep the sanity in this dog-eat-dog world. Partly a wish from my greedy self, so that there is something left for me after what she gives away to these often soulless organizations. And to many more returns of this day so that I can be around to celebrate her even better successes each time around.

Bottoms up girl! You’re still the one to beat. Remember that.