Michael.

I'd like to take a moment and credit my husband.  He is incredible.  This guy has hardly been home from his mission for a year, and he's working pretty much full-time, and going to school full-time, and he's a full-time husband!  This guy does so much in a day, sometimes I can't even believe he's real.  Today he's taking his finals, then heading off to work for a 7 hour shift, and we won't see each other until 10:45 at night.  A normal day follows something like this:

1. 7:30am Wake Up
2. 8:00am Leave for School
3. 8:40am - 2:30pm Classes
4. 3:00pm - 10:30pm Work
5. 10:45pm - 12:00am Spend time with Wife
6. 12:00am Recharge. Repeat.

This man is just incredible.  He deals with so much all day, gets good grades, works so hard he receives constant kudos from his boss, and then comes home to me.  He comes home excited to sit down and relax, play with the dog, and watch TV.  But then there's me.  Raging hormones and all, I hug him, kiss him, get him a drink, and by the time the night is through I've fallen apart about at least two meaningless things, used a roll of toilet paper blowing my nose, and downed half the chocolate in the house.  And what does he do?  After his long day, without a break or a rest, he holds me.  He tells me everything is going to be alright.  He tells me I'm beautiful.  He gets me another roll of toilet paper.  He comforts me, patiently, until I am calm.  Then he straightens the sheets, fluffs my pillow and tucks me in.  Sometimes he comes straight to bed, and other times he takes a moment to straighten up the house, finish the dishes in the sink, or make sure I have clothes ready for the next morning.    Either way, he always gives me a kiss before I fall asleep.  And before he leaves for school the next day, before I've even begun to stir, he always gives me a kiss on the cheek, and he's gone before I realize it's morning.  

Christ once asked, "What manner of men ought ye to be?"  

My husband answers that question every day.