Mr. Crafty...the love of my life. He puts up with me, through all my adventures. He supports me all the way and encourages me every step of the way. He supports all of us and even when he is busting his butt to provide for us, he takes time to let us know how much he loves us.
I really don't even know what to write about him. He's full of awesomeness, I wish everyone had the chance to meet him and I wish he would fully understand what he means to me, to us. I know I don't make life easy for him (not on purpose), yet, he is always buying me beautiful flowers, writing me little notes, getting me sweet cards, always telling me how much he loves me. He is always doing things for us, never worrying about himself.
He is a carpenter, a hunter, and a golfer. He's a husband, a father, a best friend. He is quiet, shy and total opposite of me, right down to the shitty music he likes. He doesn't like to argue, he is giving of himself and greets me every evening with a kiss when he walks in the door.
Like I said, there is so much to write about the man, I don't even know where to begin. So, I'm just going to say, he is my love. The one who was meant for me.
