Vincent

NO ONE TRULY KNOWS HOW BADLY THOMAS GETS UNDER MY SKIN. He's stubborn. Like he's 50 times more stubborn than I could ever be. And he's PETTY. He's literally the king of being petty and complaining. The man could complain even if the sun was shining, birds are chirping, he got his favorite meal handed to him on a silver platter without even getting out of bed with a food rub while he ate.

But, I love him. He's my heart. He came into my life when I least expected it and it turned out that he was what I needed all along. The icing on the cake was that he wanted to meet Draven and be apart of his life. He knew up front that we were a package deal and he was totally fine with it. The moment he laid eyes on my baby, I knew that Thomas would never want to exist in a world that Draven wasn't a part of and that was how he stole my heart.

We're so different in so many ways (the color of our skin being the most obvious). The way that McDowell County is set up there are only 2 high schools in the area, he went to the predominantly white high school and I went to the black one. I partied in my teens and he was probably sitting around playing D&D (Dungeons and Dragons). But we're alike in more ways than you would expect. The biggest one being that we were raised by men that stepped up to the plate to take care of another man's child.

There has to be a special place in heaven for people that love other people's children like their own. I had a relationship with my biological dad that stayed pretty rocky for a few years, but having Charles Joyce in my life also had a hand in who I am today (ask him about when we used to play school when I was little). Thomas's step dad is probably the main reason why he pursued me with no hesitation (WHO DRIVES 45 MINUTES TO BUY A SINGLE $0.50 BOTTLE OF WATER EVERY SINGLE DAY WHEN YOU CAN BUY A WHOLE CASE?!).

I'm hot and he's cold. He loves anything chocolate flavored and I love vanilla (not even joking). I'm the hot tempered beast that doesn't take anybody's shit and he's the only thing that can calm me. I'm erratic and scatter brained and he helps me keep a level head. Imagine how hard it was for the two of us to only be able to see each other every 3 months for a whole year (we've still never been away from each other longer than 16 hours since I graduated nursing school and it's been almost 4 years).

Most of the time, nothing brings me more joy than sitting back and watching how he is with our boys. I've never met someone with such a kind, caring, and gentle heart. He worries more than I do, but he never shows it. He's constantly trying to protect me and over the last few months, he's worked so hard to try and fix me. That's all I've ever wanted from anyone.

I knew a long time ago that I was broken. I just needed someone to come along that was more than willing to spend the rest of their life trying to fix me and keep me happy. He does that and worships the ground I walk on (he literally waits on me hand and foot. Some days I don't even have to lift a finger). I know that the word beautiful isn't used to describe a man, but when I look at him, that's the only word that comes to mind. He's just an all around beautiful person and I'll always try to find ways for him to see how much I appreciate him and this incredible life we've built together.