I've been married 17 years this coming August. My husband and I have been through a lot together. Including two teenagers!! With two still to go!
Early in our marriage he adopted my two young children and has been the only dad they have ever known. Soon after, we shared our third child. Two years later I found out I needed open heart surgery.
As I went thru all the tests leading up to the surgery, he was there holding me up. He spoke for me when I could not; he took care of the children when emotionally I was drained. He did my work when physically I was unable, and listened endlessly to me unload all I was feeling.

When I had the surgery he spent all day and every day at the hospital, which was nine long days. He held my hand. We played cards, and he rubbed my back. He fluffed my pillows then watched me sleep. He brought in dinner and took out the trash. He made sure I had everything I needed and was my voice again and again with the staff and doctors. After that he went home in time to put our two year old to bed.

We have had some hard times together, but I know if I need him to be my strength he won't miss a beat.

He saw me thru the worst of times everything else is a piece of cake.