Mike didn't grow up with the perfect examples of love and marriage to show him what to strive for. I believe that his parents loved one another so much that they couldn't be together- it was just too intense. They never stopped trying, but it never worked out. His grandparents, who he lived with alongside his sisters in the midst of his parents trying to figure it all out, must have loved one another at some point but it's very hard to see. It's like you know there are fossils of love doen where in that home but you'd be lucky to ever dig them up.
My amazing husband is making it up as e goes along. It's easy for days to pass where we are just going through the motions and live in the house together. It's not until I sit and watch him carry himself around the house and see his face as he chooses his next move that I really realize how epic of a man he is. He has taught himself how to be an entire support system, how to figure out what to say in my moments of weakness and to choose what is worth arguing over. In the days where he began toove me he instantly became them that wanted to put a roof over the head of his wife, to hbe a family, to keep us safe and happy. We are his mission now just because he fell in love.
I couldn't survive any of this without my sweet husband being all that he is. It's like we were to pieces of clay that were prepared but not yet molded and when we found each other we melted together and became solid. I just wanted to share how much he completely blows my mind just by being him and by being more than I could have imagined a husband could be. 
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