Maybe my first post on this blog–this homage to my bride–shouldn’t have been that I love her for cleaning poo.
I fell in love with her because she’s the first woman around whom I could truly be myself. Any struggles I’ve had with keeping that part of our relationship alive have been a ‘me’ issue.
So… she does her thing w/ the kids and she is a safe place for me to be me.
More sappiness to follow….