THE STORY

My hand will always be outstretched waiting for your reach, clasp it and let the warmth it bears remind you  of home regardless of where we are and if the days ahead are filled with uncertainty, find peace knowing that I will brave the unchartered moments of life by your side.

Let me be the reflection that stares back at you and gives you courage to get you through just as you are mine. Words have always been beautiful if these cut to reach your soul, if they touch your heart and by chance be just one reason it beats even once, then they would have done their job but atlas I hope that in our old age you can say, “my man was a man of action”, That where my words failed me my actions carried us through to new heights.

I have been blessed to find love; I have been blessed to find you my confidant, my friend, my other half. My only regret is that I did not find you earlier, that the time I lost cannot be replaced but again I say my hand will always be outstretched waiting for yours that is our story.