There are many things about my husband that I love - his honesty, his straightforwardness, the sincerity of his feelings. The fact that he's an amazing father to our two great kids is high on the list - he enjoys being involved in their activities, never misses a basketball game or a choral concert and spent 2 hours on the floor of our 4-year-old's room playing cars yesterday.
He does a LOT around the house, and is wholly in charge of laundry. I haven't scrubbed a toilet since I met him almost 19 years ago. No, I'm not kidding.
Yesterday, he said something that pierced my heart with love. It made me realize that not only does he get me, but he is me in so many ways. My travel schedule often has me missing anniversaries, actual birthdays (we always celebrate when I'm home), or other State Occasions. Yesterday, during a conversation about how encouraged we are that the Dems might take back the House, he said to me "how much of a geek am I that I'm bummed that I won't be with you on election night?".
He still gets me. And that is good.