photo credit: petja2008 Sometimes, okay three time since we’ve been together, which has only been about 16 weeks since we’ve been back together but feels like the happiest year of my life, I get so frustrated with him that I want to pull out all my hair and make him eat it. Granted. But I’ve never met anyone who I was with almost 24 hours a day who I didn’t eventually feel like that about. However, if I’m being honest with myself, the real problem is that I’m scared that this relationship will somehow change or get broken in a way that I won’t like or can’t be fixed. Because…. well, I know love isn’t supposed to be based on what someone does for you, but rather, who they are. I love who he is, as a whole picture, so let’s skip that part and look at this list in terms of “bonuses”: He does my laundry. This is important to someone who is routinely too physically ill to do laundry. He “waits on me hand and foot” – his words. And “enjoys it” – his words. He always wants to know what I think and what I want to eat. He listens politely even when I know I’m being an insufferable bore and can’t stop myself from talking. When he comes to bed at night he holds me in the dark and gently nudges me into sharing myself. When he comes to bed at night he holds me and

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