Kim, of course, is the world’s greatest wife. Here’s a few of the 918,452 reasons:
She makes me feel young. She loves my family despite their insanity. She’s a quick-witted, smart-mouthed bitch–and, me being me, that is a compliment. She lusts after the same unattainable celebrities that I do and occasionally makes me collages that are so unsafe for work it’s not funny. She tells unspeakably filthy stories before bed, and giggles happily at the unspeakably filthy ones I tell in return. Her hands are so beautiful that perfect strangers sometimes forget to stare at her equally-great legs. She sings so beautifully that birds postpone their migrations so they can listen to hear one more time. Despite her sarcastic nature, she is warm and loving to my nieces, my nephew, and my friends. She doesn’t make me want to be a better man; she makes me believe I can be.
So that’s why my wife is the world’s greatest. I’m sure the rest of you have your own opinions about your own spouses to share.
My husband is making me dinner. He tolerates my avoidance of household chores and does dishes and laundry 90% of the time. He gives me foot rubs. He is the funnest person in the world to hang out and talk to – sometimes we don’t fall asleep when we should because we’re too involved with talking about politics, family life, or the Ninja Turtles. We have been married 2 and a half years, together 6 years, and I still love having conversations with him. He is my company of choice. He is gentle… so gentle… and so strong and firm and calm when I am emotionally volatile. He teases me about my fears to diminish their power over my life. He is not possessive, and encourages me do my own thing when I need to–even if it means leaving the country for a while. He stands beside me at political rallies. He double-checks the chain lock on the door at night. He is a truly gifted student of psychology, and constantly challenges me intellectually.
He is the miracle that made me believe life is a blessed gift. I love him with my whole heart.
Dammit, olives, now I’m in love with him. Thanks a lot.
My husband took my hand when I was still a very young girl and very carefully and patiently pulled me kicking and screaming out of the ignorant and terrified darkness, and taught me that life is a beautiful journy to be enjoyed right now, as opposed to wishing for heaven or fearing hell.
Plus, he is the kind of daddy to our little girl that my dad was to me. The best.
I can’t begin to describe all the ways in which my husband is the absolute best. So here is just one: we often watch DVDs together after our son goes to sleep, and while we are watching together he invariably gives me a full-body “backscratch” with a toothpick or something similar.
shudders with pleasure
You’d think he’d be bored out of his mind by this, and maybe he is, but without fail, he does it anyway.
Mine is the absolute best. He’s a stay-at-home dad, and while I work, he takes care of our children and his mom. He goes to school every day to give our daughter her insulin injection: sometimes he even eats lunch with the kids. (Brave man.) He does homework with the children: he cooks lunch and dinner for his mom and the kids: he picks his mom up off the floor when she falls. He’s even helped her dress and wash her hair.
He tells me he loves me every single day. He’s even said it in his sleep. He held my hair out of the way when I was puking while pregnant, then he gave me a warm, wet washcloth afterwards to wipe my face. When other girls have flowers delivered on Valentine’s Day, he delivers them himself.
We’ve been married almost 11 years, and our children are 10 and 9. We still hold hands when we’re out together.
I don’t have a spouse but I will take this opportunity to say wonderful things about my boyfriend!
-He is the kindest person I have ever met in my entire life. I don’t believe there is anyone who is more benevolent than him in the world.
-He is funny. He never ceases to be amusing and, more importantly, never ceases to amuse himself. He keeps me giggling all the time, even when he isn’t around, at the things he says or does. He can laugh at himself when he accidentally sticks his foot in his mouth and he doesn’t embarrass easily. He can take a joke too and doesn’t get offended very easily either.
-Despite working a full time job and taking classes 4 days a week he manages to make plenty of time for me. He never lets the stress of his world effect our time together and makes sure that I feel special every time I see him.
-He plays world champion caliber Scrabble and when he plays with me he doesn’t let me win. Any time I beat him in a game it is a legitimate win and he makes sure to tell me how proud he is that I am good enough to beat him.
-He tells me how wonderful I am all the time. The other day we went to lunch and I had (still have, actually) an awful head cold. I looked horrible with a bright red nose and bloodshot eyes and my cold medication made me kind of loopy and he still held my hand and told me how beautiful I am whether or not I’m sick.
-He indulges me and my desires without question or complaint.
There is lots more but I should probably be working so I will leave it at this for now. He makes me so incredibly happy…I know what I will give thanks for this Thanksgiving!
