You know, this is going to sound goopy and gick.
But I spend a lot of time lately thanking God for my husband.
Really, I'll be sitting on the couch and I'll get a burst of joy and I'll silently thank all the powers above.
Because I love him, so so much.
And I couldn't imagine my life without him, for *one* second.
I can't believe how lucky I am.
If the whole world falls down I'll be perfectly okay...as long as he's in my heart.