Where the land meets the sea

A Detoured Life

I can't say I planned it this way but here I am and this is where I am at. I lay here listening to the woman whose life has become mine, she is the mother of my children. Tonight she sleeps deeply, thankful I am there to keep her warm.  Like I said this is not what I had planned but it is where I am at. You ask do I love her; I ask how can I not?

I suppose I should start from the beginning, but no, let me go back farther than that...