Best Mate Lotto

I wrote a long, rambling story about the man I married eleven years ago, and it was my intent to post it on the one day of the year that celebrates love.  But, after reading it this morning, I realized it didn't do justice to the man who is, as corny as this must sound, the love of my life.  Words evade me.  How do you describe the one and only person in your life who always puts you first?  Always.  Just imagine what it means when the person you have chosen to spend the rest of your life with, a 24/7 companion, best friend, puts your needs before theirs.  I don't have to imagine it.  I'm living it.

As with every morning, I was awakened today by lots of big, open-mouth, juicy kisses and a warm excited body fidgeting on top of me.  Up an down, up and down.  "Okay, okay!  I'm awake now," which was Maggie Mae's cue to jump off of my back and race to her food bowl.  A few minutes later Tom came into the room and, well,  that's where this story ends.

I have won the Best Mate Lotto and life is good.