Have I ever mentioned that I am married to a wonderful guy. It's been 29 years since I first got to know him, and we've been a couple for 24 years (20 of those married) so we know each other inside and out. We've been through many ups and downs, and still I wouldn't want to share my life with anyone else. One of the things I value most about him is he really cares. He cares about our family. He cares about his family. He cares about my family. He cares about a stranger on the street with no home. He shows up -- no matter how big the obstacle. If he's needed, he will find a way to be there. As if that is not enough, he still finds time to show me he cares in the smallest of ways -- which to me are the biggest._
An example of this was yesterday. I was very busy, and asked if he could pick me up something to eat for lunch, and drop it at home before he went to work, since I was short on time. When I got back to the house, not only did I find wonderful pre-made salmon fillet and rice waiting in the refrigerator, but lots of other goodies all laid out on the counter. Goodies I love -- sour dough bread, blackberries, dark chocolate and my favorite coffee._
My 19 year old son Christopher came into the kitchen about the same time I found my surprises, and I told him, "This is why I married your father."