My Wife

I probably don’t show her enough, but it’s nice to come home to someone that doesn’t scold you for being forgetful, or doesn’t talk down to you when you’re being corrected. My wife is someone who, even though she has a headache, can still politely ask me to stop my shrill whistling.

Yeah, when it comes to dancing at weddings, she can be embarrassed to the point of me begging…but she does it anyways. She may not attend all my social engagements with me but she’s there when I need her.

Despite her asthma, diabetes, fibromyalgia, hashimotos and her pregnancy, she’s still the most strongest, independent and drama-free person I know. I would die for her and I know she’d die for me, because right now she’s getting her life sucked out by our little unborn!
o(^▽^)o

I know some people think that since the moment you’re born, you’re starting to die, but she is truly living and in less than 4 months, it won’t be just her own life that she’s living for.

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