True Love

You know that you have married a good man when. . .

You slam the car door in a silly fit of anger and the automatic window falls down and refuses to come back up and it costs $397 to fix, and instead of being angry your husband actually apologizes because he thinks that maybe he was not very sensitive to your feelings that day. And even though you know that if he had broken the window you would have given him your top ten list of things that you would have rather spent $400 on, he never even mentions it. And then to top it all off, when all you want him to do is be a little mad at you and maybe call you a bad name, he insists on telling you that you are easy to love and he is blessed to have you in his life. I can't tell you whether or not any of this actually happened in the Lewis house this past Saturday, but if it did, then that would definitely be my definition of true love.