To my incredible husband Vince...

God Knew, almost 6 years ago, that I would need you. There isn't a doubt in my mind that he created you specifically for the purpose of being with me in life. God Knew it, even when I didn't. He knew that I would cancel our wedding 5 years ago, to marry another. A man who is 10 years my senior, who introduced me to & fueled my addiction to Crystal Meth, who verbally /physically / sexually/ mentally abused me, neglected me, isolated me from my family, and almost killed me on numerous occasions. Did I deserve it for what I did to you? I think so. What I don't deserve, however, (no matter how many times you tell me otherwise) is the unconditional love, mercy, patience, understanding, empathy, support, and compassion that you show me every single day. Each day you wake up knowing the battle I have ahead of me. A battle against my severe depression, my severe anxiety disorder, my PTSD, my Crohns Disease, my self-harm addiction, my nerve damage from GBS, and above all.. A battle against myself. Everyday you are prepared and willing to fight for me, even when most days I don't feel I'm worth fighting for. When it feels like I'm losing myself to the darkness, you grip me tighter in determination. God sent me a soldier, because he knew it would take one hell of a man to love me- and God knew that I would need to be loved so strongly, so he sent me you. Marriage isn't like the military. You don't receive awards or recognition from people for fighting battles that most people don't see. Each breath I take, is because of you. Each breath is for you. I love you more than I could ever tell you, so for now I'll try to show you, by taking one more breath.