This Gluten Free Love Story was lovingly submitted by Pixie
(Note: Above image by Nicole Sarah Photography)
I love my partner. I really do.
When we met I was ok. I was sick a lot and always had weird random problems. He’s a bit of a hypochondriac (I say it in a loving way) himself so he never once judged me for constantly trying to figure out what was wrong. During our relationship my health deteriorated. I didn’t have the energy to do much more than lie on the couch in misery some days, but he never made me feel lazy or useless… can’t say I gave myself the same respect though.
Then we finally got a diagnosis. I was terrified that I would be making these changes by myself, that I would eat *my food* and him and my children would have *their food*.
Immediately following my diagnosis, he went shopping with me (and shared my shock and disgust at the price of gluten free specialty food).
He cleared out the cupboards while I was at school one day, so that I wouldn’t have to think about throwing away the poison in our cupboards.
He informed his entire family and made sure there would be food for me to eat at their family dinners.
He’s spoken for me at restaurants, scoured ingredient labels with me, and suffered through countless failed attempts at gluten free baking. From muffins that taste like regurgitated cat poop to bread that tastes like slightly more palatable cat poop, but has the added bonus of a sandpaper-like texture.
He makes me smile, and on really bad days when I just can’t find anything to smile about, he smiles for me.
I don’t know where I would be without him, or if I would have been able to get through all of these big changes without his support. He helps me retain that last bit of sanity I have, that tiny piece that keeps me from becoming a neurotic nutcase hell bent on ridding the world of all it’s evil gluten-y goodness. He keeps me at a manageable level of neurosis.
I love him so much for everything he is, everything he does, and everything he makes me.
He is absolutely amazing and perfect and I can’t imagine my life without him.