This Christmas will be mine and Heather's twenty fifth together. That is pretty amazing....for me. She should have a crown for all she has endured. It's one thing to put up with me. It's a whole diferent ballgame to put up with me and everything else she deals with. I haven't made it easy on her. I know this. I have my moments. She has taken every little instance of my being an ass and still seems to muster a smile when she sees me. This in itself makes her eligible for sainthood in my book. If I had the means I would shower her with jewels. Sometimes I think she has stayed with me out of respect for her gender. It's possible she understands that if she were to leave me it would be unfair for the rest of the female population because I would be in search of someone else to take care of me.
Heather, thank you for being with me for all these years. Thank you for being the love of my life and for loving me back. Thank you for being the best mother to our boys. Thank you for completing my sentences. Thank you for all the things that I can't think of while I write this. You deserve more than I can ever give you. Merry Christmas.
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