We're Fighting

I really really really really love my husband. I could not have found a better match for me in the whole world. Every day I spend with him I'm still surprised by the likeness of our thought processes and personalities. He is absolutely amazing. He makes me laugh every single day. He gives the best foot rubs ever. He's considerate and kind. He's a very generous and giving. He even surprises me a little with just how generous he is. He's ready and eager to serve others. I don't even know how many times he's plowed the neighbors' driveways or walkways. He's a great dad. He knows and anticipates the right thing to say at the right time. Did I mention how funny he is? When he moved out to TN to be with me, he would often say "we're fighting." Now to the average relationship this might sound a little weird and probably even offensive. Michael and I don't work like that. When he says "we're fighting" it usually brings on the response to make him laugh or something like that. So we tickle each other or start saying random off the wall things and it makes things fun. Michael would like to think he's not sentimental, but I know how he really is. He won't ever say it, but he's sentimental about the trips we take together, our adventures, because that's what really matters. The memories, the fun times we've shared together, and all the laughs we've had along the way. It's not about the stuff with him, it's really really not about the stuff. I mean, we live in a trailer, obviously not about the stuff. I really love that guy. He's so good to me and most of the time it's just second nature for him to treat me like that. It's inborn, innate, automatic. There have been many times that I act like a woman, you know, dropping hints and subtly saying I want something without ever actually saying I want it. I hate that. I hate it when I do that, it's poor communication and most of the time you don't get what you want in the long run anyway. Why waste all that extra effort? But Michael picks up on those hints and responds the way I want him to. So much for getting rid of that habit with all that positive reinforcement. I'm so stoked to spend the rest of eternity with him. I'm excited for how and where our lives have brought us to this point. I'm happy. I'm genuinely, absolutely, positively happy. I can't think of many times in my life that I've been able to say that. We've been through some rough times, like last year when we were both working and going to school and taking care of an infant. And I know without a doubt that I can always turn to Michael for support any time I need it. I love how readily he comes to me when he needs encouragement and how well he lets me do my job as his wife. I love how he directs our family to the things that are right and what we should be doing and teaching in our home. I love the beautiful babies he makes, well I helped too. I love how he smells, is that weird? I think we should all be chemically attracted to our spouses and Michael sure makes that easy. I love how being with him makes me a better person. I absolutely love the crazy things he does. I love sharing my life with him. Michael Wampler, you are my favorite. Happy Birthday!