When did I morph from all that he is?  The man of character I married.  The man who still comes home every day after work.  Even to this place that isn't so hunky dory at dinnertime with two young-cranky-rambunctious-wear-mommy-out-kids.  The man who sacrifices so very much, for them, for ME.

When did I forget all of his strengths?  All of the things I'm so proud of.  How hard he works for us.  How much he cares for us.  How good of a daddy he is.  How he loves to spend time with us.  That we, his family, are the most important things in his life?