Seizing Freedom

Mike

Weekends are the best when I get to wake up with Ty's head on my chest. Running my fingers through his mess of dark brown waves that has grown in a lot since he had to shave his head for surgery.

He keeps it short but its still long enough to grab when I want to.

As I feel the long scar under his hair I'm reminded of everything we've been through to get here and how far he's come.

He's one of the strongest people I've ever met and I'm lucky to get to call him mine.

I've watched him go through literal hell and still come out smiling. He reminds me every day that there's always a bright side to every situation. If he can get up in the morning and deal with everything he does how can I complain. He makes the little crap people usually worry about seem like nothing.

To say I love him wouldn't even cover how I feel about him. He means the world to me and I can't imagine my life without him now.

I spend a lot of time thinking about what our future will look like. We both want a pile of kids and with my career choice that shouldn't be a problem for us. Even though we cant have any of our own, there's a lot of kids out there that need homes as it is.

Living in some pretty bad foster homes myself as a kid, I want to be able to give them the home I never had growing up.

I didn't know what a real family was until I was fifteen. Even then it took Carol and Tammy a long time to earn my trust and show me what it meant to have someone that truly gave a shit about you. It wasn't something I was used to or had ever had before.

Most of the homes I lived in just saw me as a means of income.

Another cheque.

They didn't care what happened to me or how I was treated. They were just in it for the money. Most of them had so many kids that they couldn't keep up. Kids were raising other kids and you learned quickly how to fend for yourself.

Once I had a 'stable' home and wasn't treated like just another waste of time I became a totally different person.

Kind of how Ty did after they got his epilepsy under control.

When I first met him he was quiet and shut off. He kept a wall up between him and everyone else. As we slowly broke down that wall and got to see who he really was I fell hard, and fast. Tyler wasn't the first guy I ever liked but he was the first guy I ever fell for when I first met him.

I didn't think love at first sight was a real thing, just something you see in movies that makes for a good story. I couldn't understand why he made me feel the way he did, I didn't even know him and I couldn't stop staring at him. He was gorgeous yet flawed. He had the most stunning face and the scars that seemed to pop out here and there just accented his features.

He was perfectly imperfect.

I couldn't stop thinking about him, and the more I got to know him the more he amazed me in ways no person ever did before and still does today. Now that he doesn't have to worry about seizures stopping him in his tracks whenever they feel like it he's become a lot happier and more full of life.