Turns out, it was as simple as having a woman who challenges me every step of the way but loves me unconditionally anyway. And a son who looks at me as if I’m his role model.
I grab her by the waist and kiss her forehead. “Thank you.”
She looks up at me with a beautiful smile. “For what?”
“For being my family, Solnyshko.”
“I should be the one to thank you for that.” She faces me. “Thank you for giving me this happiness that I thought I’d lost for good, Luchik.”
I lift her chin and kiss her as our son claps like the best cheerleader.
We met as broken beings, but now we’re putting each other together again.
One piece at a time.
We were separate entities, but now, we’re one.