I have to be careful about how much I love Liz . . .I love God more. I have to be careful that she is not the first love in my life. We're compatible . . .very seldom any discord between us. She does what she wants to do . .I do the same . .it just turns out that what we want to do involves each other most of the time.
I try to look at things from her perspective and treat her accordingly. Sometimes she may need a hug, and sometimes she may need some space. Sometimes she really needs me to get up off my butt and help out.
She and I both have a lot of similarities in our backgrounds, and we have both overcome some unavoidable things without being bitter or unforgiving about them. For the most part we both just need someone that cares and will be there and we have that in each other.
I remember . .or at least mostley remember the b-days, anniversaries, etc, but mostley I trust her, I give her room to do the things she wants, and I never forget that she is a gift from God and I will not blaspheme that gift in any way. I have never even entertained the idea of cheating on her and I pray that she is the last woman I will ever know.
And just in case she is reading this . . .What I love most about her is that she always tries to buy me cool stuff that I need for hunting season.