My Best Friend

My best friend sleeps beside me every night. He snores occasionally,  but he says I do too. He has an obsessive personality and is passionate about everything and one he finds interest in.

Our way of life doesn't seem normal to some.  He cooks dinner most nights not just because he's a good man but because he's a great person who doesn't see me as just a gender or put our relationship into the roles and restrictions that many do. He shares the blessing and trials of parenting with me equally.  He has my back in everything I do. He listens to my worries,  picks me up over and over again when I hit bottom and doesn't hesitate to tell me he loves me even when I know how hard that might be at times.

My best friend leads a crazy life with me. He has too little time for himself and too little alone time with me. He works too hard but doesn't complain.  He doesn't get to be all the person he can and wants to be because he wants to make sure he's there for me and our girls.

He and I know that we each have many layers and we love them all about each other.  We understand that we are individuals, not merely stereotypes.  We embrace and cherish that fact even when it might not seem normal to the world around us.

My best friend and I do not live a perfect life.  We live in the real world.  We get angry,  we get tired, we get sad and mad. We can get on each others nerves like nobody else can. We can expect things out of each other that nobody in their right mind would. But we each do our best by the other and when all is said and done we love each other ferociously and would never let anyone disparage the other.

The world can get me down at times and I can take for granted the wonderful person I have to share my life with.  I can say biting words and get so wrapped up in the negative that I don't tell my best friend how much I cherish each day with him.

My best friend is my husband.  My best friend is real, honest,  kind,  brave,  he is not an "ideal", he is human,  loving,  as crazy as I am, he is steady yet can have moments of doubt as do I,  he is smart, kooky,  funny,  sarcastic,  honorable,  handsome,  beautiful,  flawed and truly the most amazing person I know.  He is half of my whole.  He's my life and I don't think he'll ever know how much he means to me and how much I love him.

I'm not saying this to seem overly warm and fuzzy.  We aren't that couple.  We have cracks in our relationship and bumps in the road of our journey together but we are still here. Side by side,  good days and bad.  I just think it's important to take a moment to say that out loud every once in awhile.  Lest we forget that at the core of it all we are each human,  not just male or female,  husband or wife or parents.  We're still people with our own insecurities,  worries and fears and before we became we, we were first an I who became friends with the other.

I am blessed to have my best friend be my partner in life.  I thank him for all he is and does and for choosing every day to continue sharing his life with me. I will choose him every day,  again and again for the rest of my life.