You are not my everything, but you sure are something.
You do not complete me, I am made complete by many, many people and things, mostly God, but you fit perfect beside me.
You are not responsible for my happiness but I am very happy being married to you.
You are not my soul-mate although, so often I feel one with you.
Yes, I could survive and live without you if I had to, but I choose to live with you and I am so glad that I do.
You are not my dad, my brother, my savior, my rescuer, or my knight, you are my husband and more importantly, you are my friend.
I love how you work hard, how you prepare for each class and every student.
I love how you walk me to my car each morning and start it for me if it’s cold outside.
I love how generous you are to me and to others.
I love how you acknowledge how hard I work and the value of what I do.
I love how you love your parents, your siblings and our dog.
I love how you love our son and how kind and generous you are to him
I love how you love my salsa
I love how you do laundry and clean up the kitchen
I love how you show me affection in public
I love your humor
I love that you still get sad about not having had a little girl to be our daughter
I love that you know numbers, finances, and stuff like that.
I love how we shared our adolescence and have so many shared memoires
I love that we can often know what the other one is thinking
I love that we are content to hang out, do nothing together and be in the same room
I love that we made this guy called Derek who is such a great adult
I love that we are often moved by the same things
I love that we both believe the best thing about summer is sitting at the end of our pier.
I love the life that we share, and I love you… today and always!
Happy Valentine’s Day Mitch Milton