Dear Anita,

Thank you for expanding this image.  Your image reminds me something, this journey is not mine alone – it involves him intimately.

I find myself forgetting that often.  I find myself thinking I am healing and on this journey and he is just on the side.  I don’t give enough credence or respect to the fact, that like above – so often he is extending his hand to hold me up.  Sure, I do the same.  But over the last 2 years he who has not only extended his hand to pull me up, he’s had to “carry” me and motivate me to even take the first step up the mountain.  Halfway through the mountain climb, he has reminded me that it is worth it to continue.  And most of all, he has helped me remember who I am.

I took some time to reply to your post as I let it sink and savor.

It teaches me many things.  That it is my husband who has helped me up this mountain climb, and continues to.  It is he who also needs my hand extended to help him up from time to time, as he is only human.  Lastly, reading your post again reminds me that – if I was to tumble down that mountain, he would quickly be by my side.  No one else.  As those people aren’t present.  He is, and only him.