Technically this happened last night. But it's my blog, and my rules.
Last night as we were going to bed, Missy kind of took my breath away. I was telling her how much I love her, and how I really appreciate the things she does with and for me, and she said (I'm paraphrasing here) that sometimes she worries that it could never equal what I do for her.
She said that she was amazed by the depth of the ways I take care of things for her, and her in general, and how I'm always there for her.
I feel the same way about her. She does so much for me. She supports me in everything I do. She's my biggest cheerleader. Her smile is the one that means the most to me.
I think that part of being married is a sort of quiet, every day acknowledgement that you are your spouse's #1 fan. It's lovely, but I'm glad that every so often we both go out of our way to tell each other how much we really mean to one another.