It arrived on my birthday, delivered along with a really cool bag and a note that says, Write on, and why this represents a lot of things you should know about my husband . . . along with a few more:
Because if he's going to do it, he'll do it right. After doing all the research, with all the extra add-on features, and never mentioning the chunk it took out of our savings.
Because he believes I have something to contribute, something to say even when I don't believe him am too busy too afraid indifferent.
Because he's a big fan of passion, of living a passionate life at any cost and nothing makes him angrier than apathy safety indifference.
Because he'd much rather me pursue my dreams than do the laundry and I know if given the choice and I choose laundry he'll be angry.
Because it was delivered to our new apartment to our new life after nine years of giving everything until there was nothing left to give. Because that is what he does.
Because there's no looking back only moving forward giving everything.
Because he is honest and strong and brave and comes home and is a pony or a prince and has tea parties.
Because we talk, really talk, and he really listens really wants to understand.
Because sometimes we fight hard with every bit of passion within us and then we sigh and chisel-out our words our understanding until we both are changed sharpened better even if it takes all night.
Because our passionate fights are fewer but our dreams keep getting bigger.
Because you never have to guess with him he is incapable of flattery half-truths faking it but totally capable of sincerity compassion making you feel like a million bucks.
Because every night he says this is so good even when we're having fish lentils squash all on the same night.
Because he always says I know you're the perfect one for me even when I'm grumpy frazzled not fun.
Because five years later I am better stronger happier because of him.