While you were holding me last night in your arms, as we were drifting off to sleep, I thought “he is too good for me.”
All of my crazy, my pain, my anger, my baggage, my anxiety….you face it head on. Sometimes you just let me do what you believe I need to do, sometimes you try to navigate me to a safe place.
I can’t be an easy person to share a life with. All of my little idiosyncrasies (a word I only know because of you) that somehow, someway you have found a way to fully embrace. In fact you have worked so hard over the last 4 1/2 years to learn the best way to deal with them.
I do my best, give you my best and my all nearly 99% of the time. Sometimes I do crumble and fall. I am so lucky, blessed and honored to have you there to pick me up and dust me off during those times.
Only a strong, confident and loving man could do that. Thank you for being mine, choosing me on my best and my worst days and finding all the reasons to love this crazy woman!
I Love You. xoxoxoxo