He lifts me from bed to wheelchair, showers me, lovingly washes my hair, dresses me, cooks for me does everything for me. And despite the fact that my body has dramatically changed he still looks me in the eyes with the same passion and depth of love as when we were on honeymoon. I love that we can still make each other laugh and that despite what life throws at us we are still best friends and lovers. I love that he is an amazing Father and that he is always telling our children and me that he loves us. My husband is incredibly strong and has given up his entire family to be with me, with us. I don't in any way keep him from them yet he chooses not to let them in, out of anger at how they treated me, hurt at how they treated him and a very strong determination not to let our children be hurt by them.
Every morning he wakes me with a kiss, and every night we hold hands, as we can no longer hold each other thanks to my needing a hospital bed, so he sleeps in a single by my side.
He is incredibly affectionate and loving and seeing our children giggle if they catch Daddy kissing Mummy melts my heart. I have been a size 8, a 10, 12, 14, 16, 18 then down to 10 then back up to 18, then 20 then down to a 16. Never once has he complained about my weight. Its like he sees inside my body to my soul, he says 'I love you, you are still you no matter your size, to me you are always beautiful'
We are so happy, my husband is my full time carer and despite being in each others company every day, we are still best friends. He is the one and only person who has ever known the true me. The moment we met we felt completely at ease, it was like something just clicked. I have never had to put airs and graces on, or try to be somebody I'm not, he was the same with me. Even with my family I felt I had to be more outgoing but my husband has seen all of me from the very start and loved me anyway.