"I am so glad you were able to come out here, to be with me during Thanksgiving," Rudy said, this morning.
"Oh, so am I," I responded. I hugged him.
"You know, some people question my being here, away from you and the kids. They wonder if it is really worth it," Rudy admitted.
He looked me in the eye, wondered what I thought.
"I hear the same thing. I just let people know it works for me and you. It may not be an ideal situation, but it's ours," I answered, truthfully.
"All I know is that I am very thankful," Rudy continued. "If you weren't here right now, I would be eating alone. Feeling sad."
He was reflecting.
"But you are here. I feel very happy. And, you know, I am so proud of the kids understanding why I needed to move here. All three of them have given you and me unconditional love. They have continuously stood by the decision we made as a family."
"They've been great," I said. "Helping me. Maintaining a family united stance. Knowing how important our bond is."
I began reflecting.
"Through us, Elizabeth, Roberto, and Bradford are learning what it takes to make a relationship work. We are showing them that even though unexpected obstacles may arise we must not give up. Rather we need to work even harder to hold it all together. I am proud of that. That we are role-modeling consistency. Coupledom."
I had so much more to say, but I made my point.
"Happy Thanksgiving," we told each other. Sealed it with a kiss.