Gentle Giant

Martin See Jr is a gentle giant. For those of you who know him, it is hard to imagine that anything could impair his beaming light of love and humor, and for all of us, it is difficult to see him struggle with a life-changing illness. Martin is 6 feet 5 inches tall, with broad shoulders, a thick mane of hair and face fur that he has had ever since I met him almost 40 years ago. He has green eyes that shine with love, humor, and such softness. Most have to look up as he towers over them, and although he acts like a bear, just wait a moment and the Hunny Bunny that I love so much will burst forth. I have seen his green eyes glisten with love and compassion, and spark with anger at the injustices of life. Although it is not always apparent, he is deeply spiritual, and a champion for his Savior. He will do anything if for anyone if he feels it is right. His compassion is exponential and unending. His arms are strong, but gentle when he comforts. His hands are scarred from working to support his family, his fingertips rough, his nails stunted from many years of labor. Those same hands can be so loving, caring and gentle. The song "Daddy's Hands" discribes him so well. Martin has worked his entire life for everyone he cares for. He is the hub of a huge, extended family of which not all are blood related. That does not matter to him. We could never repay him for all his sacrifice. He is: Daddy, Papa, Uncle Bubba, Sweetheart and something undefinable from the mouths of Rocky and Jackie, his german shepherds.

At this time, he is ill. My heart is broken to see him struggle with an illness that robs him of his energy and spunk. All the years I have been blessed to be his eternal companion, I have only known him to be the mountain in my life. We have almost grown up together, as we met and married at the ages of 17 and 18. Martin has always thought that I could do anything, and his confidence in me has gotten us through some horrendous trials.

I feel that we are facing yet another such trial at this time. Writing helps me make sense of things, and I feel that the time has come for me to once again write my feelings and share them with you. In this way, you can follow with us as the future opens with what I feel will be many miracles to help my Gentle Giant. I cannot imagine life without him, but I know that even if he were to leave this earth, it would only be time separating us until we are reunited forever. Without that comfort, I could not bear it.