So we met with the doctor last night, and while I was holding Woody’s hand, I was trying to focus on all the information being thrown our way. But my mind kept wandering back to him. I couldn’t even look at the doctor anymore — it was Woody’s face I was staring at.
I kept thinking, why him? How in the world could this happen to him?
And I’m not talking about Ronan. I’m talking about my Woo.
The most amazing man put on this planet — and I’m not exaggerating. Anybody who knows my husband knows how unbelievably rare and special he is.
I am so pissed that this has to happen to him. I know it’s not my fault and it’s nothing I did, but I am still so mad and so sad. My heart aches for him every second of the day. He is the last person who deserves this kind of pain.
My dearest friend, Trish, always tells me he is one in a billion. My mom wants to clone him. I met this man when I was 21 and have never doubted for a second that he was my other half. He is 100% too good to be true — but he proves himself to me every single day.
So is this what our fate was meant to be all along? To face something so horrendous together because no matter what, we will survive — together? Because we are strong enough as a team to beat this?
I know one of Woody’s fears is that this is going to rip us apart.
Not possible.
No matter what, we are going to come out of this stronger.
I know that for a fact.

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