I love you, he whispered. She was sleeping and couldn’t reply but he knew she felt the same. He kissed her gently on her cheek and left the room casting one more glance at the sleeping angel. His angel.

He went down to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. Soon coffee was forgotten as he submerged deep into the thoughts about HER. He couldn’t stop wondering why destiny presented him with such a gift. A gift of pure unconditional love. A gift of the miracle being in his life. His miracle.

He was not sure if he deserved it. But it was not a question to be asked. The question was how God (or someone else) knew she was exactly what he needed. After all these years of despair, worries, struggles. After all the disasters they had suffered. After all the fights they had had. Finally they were back on track. On track of their relationship. Their journey to happiness. Happiness together.

Their relationship was never an easy one. From the very beginning he was scared of her. She entered his life right after his wife had died. He hardly remembered those days. Just some flashes every now and then.

Flash. And there he was half drunk, unshaven, stinking like a tramp.

Another flash. He saw her for the first time. His Amy. Those who talk about love at first sight are liars. He hated her from the very first moment. Hated for her being so beautiful. Hated her for sharing the name with his wife. For her being sweet. For amazing ability to make everyone around smile. Everyone seemed to love her. And for that he hated her too.

She didn’t give up on him so easily though. Every single day she was there. Talking to him in her own special way. Making him smile when he didn’t want to. Calling for him when he was busy. Waking him up at night just because she felt lonely.

Somehow he got used to her presence in his life and even began to love it. Slowly she made her way into his life. It was she who made first steps towards him. It was she who first said “I love you”.

After couple of years he couldn’t remember if there ever had been a life without her. She was as much a part of his life as sunrise or sunset. Being the sun of his life she never failed to amaze him. Be it her wise judgements on world’s politics or funny remarks on daily affairs, she was the one whose voice he wanted to hear first moment in the morning.

Their relationship was growing up. And so were their feelings. They learned to trust each other. And he knew to believe her even if the rest of the world would say she is lying. And even if she was lying, he didn’t care. Because he knew she wouldn’t do anything to hurt him.

Neither would he ever dream about hurting her. Yes, he made her cry for few times and he regretted the words said and things done but wasn’t every relationship about learning from mistakes and forgiving?

He was so proud of his girl. She was awesome at everything she did. Just last week he watched her first on-stage performance. She was amazing. A great actress. After the play they went out for dinner and he felt envious looks all the time. He couldn’t stop grinning because it was him with this gorgeous lady and not all these other men.

Of course they had fights, arguments, misunderstandings. Sometimes she would prefer to go out with her friends instead of going with him. On such days she could come late and often refused talking to him. Sometimes she would lock herself up in the room and would go out only in the morning. He knew she was crying there but couldn’t do anything. If only he could take all her pain away.

Sometimes she would come out, sit on his lap and ask him to hold her tight. Which he did. Then he would rock her to sleep and bring her to bed kissing her good night.

They had a weird love-hate relationship. But he wouldn’t ever change it for anything else, anything different. This was all he ever dreamt of. He was happy and he knew she was happy, too. That was all that mattered.

He was awaken from his deep thoughts by Amy’s tread on the steps.

“Dad, why are you not sleeping?” she asked.
“Going, sweetheart, just making myself a cup of coffee.”
She smiled at him, took a chair and asked “Make me one, too.”