The Reason Why?

You asked me the question "Why do you love me?"

You keep me grounded.  When I'm off in the clouds, without a care in the world, being irresponsible, you are the reminder to me that I need to be here, with you, with them.

You're the thinker/planner.  While I am the more "impulsive" one, you stop and look before you leap, and I have a tendency to to leap and then look.  When I'm thinking that I'll cross the bridge when I get there, you're the one building the bridge for me to cross.

You are kind, forgiving, and loving.  You have a big heart.  You take time out of your life for everyone else, you're always willing to help a friend, offer advice or an ear to listen.

You are the light in the dark for me.  You are my emotional pillar.  Whether you know it or not, I look to you for support.  Whether I've ever told you or not, I'm looking to you for attention and blessings.

You're my heart and soul.  While I believe, you are a believer.  You are very spiritual, something that I am not, not like you are.  You are my inspiration, my  hope, the proof that I can aspire to be more than what I am.  You give me the confidence to strive to grow, to better myself as a person, a husband and a father.

I love your laugh.  I love to hear you laugh, to see your eyes sparkle when you do, to see your nose crinkle when you are happy.

It seems that it's not just one big thing why I love you.  There are lots and lots of little things.  I love you for who you are, who you were, and who I know you want and can be.

For someone with a big vocabulary, it's hard for me to vocalize these things, and to talk about my past, but it shouldn't be, not with you.  I have this burning need in me, to share with you all these things, all my past experiences, successes and failures.

I think that the hardest part, for me, is finding a place to start.  Maybe at the beginning....