Epilogue

[bookofmirrors]

I wanted to make this as a separate entry, although it's connected to the previous one.

As I said, my husband has been more than supportive to me in all this. He's doing all the right things, and he even surprises me sometimes at how well he's handling this, and how he knows just the right things to say sometimes. Something he said the other day totally made me bawl.

"It doesn't matter what my ideal *body type* is. You're my ideal woman."

How'd I get so lucky?

Shortly thereafter, I found this article, which seems to back him up. (And also backs up something Fig said a long time ago.) I still don't believe him half the time, though, even though I get warm fuzzies to hear him say such things. But they have that same ring of Truth I've learned to recognize... I just need to open up and let that in.

As a side note, I feel marginally calmer after having written that, but I very much look forward to breaking down. Heh.

Comments

[celticmistress.livejournal.com]

you're so lucky. I'd move heaven and hell to have someone say something like that to me.