Oh, where to start? My relationship is a lot like yours, Beauty, in that I've known my husband almost all my life. We share so much history together.
For starters:
-He's an amazing Daddy. He has the ability to walk into the room with two unruly boys and calm them down without so much as raising his voice.
-He's tall and has movie star good looks.
-He's smart. He loves books. He gets cultural references.
-He supports me in the things I want to do. He looks at everything I paint, really looks at it, and gives me his true opinion. He goes with me to art shows and talks up my work to his friends.
-He's been a rock throughout my health problems, which have been tough the past few years.
--He knows his parents are "difficult", to say the least, yet appreciates the fact that I'm civil and polite to them. On the flip side, he puts up with my wacky family, and has adopted them as his own.
-He tells me all the time that I'm beautiful and smart and funny.
-He is the only man I know who carries 6 pictures of his wife and kids in his wallet.
He refuses to let me bait him when I'm mad. I used to try to get into fights because I thought a relationship wasn't interesting without ocassional tension. Thank God he cured me of that.
I marvel all the time at how I got so lucky,
