My knight

He rescued me from my foolishness as a teen and has been along for the crazy whirlwind of a ride ever since.
He has lost wars with me and conquered many more.
Handles my stress as his own and sits patiently when I need to melt, waiting and breathing for me.
Hears all calls and needs for help with an eagerness not known by many.
Gives himself away in the hope to make me whole again.
Never holds "it" against anyone almost to a fault.

Yes that is my Jeffrey. I take it for granted time and again. And over the past year as I have tried to push him away so that I had control over the pain, the loneliness and the hurt, he stood and waited for me to snap out of it. There is not much more I can say. Soft and squishy emotions are hard for me. I hide it well. Hence my "suck it up and move on" moto. But I can say I plan to celebrate his birthday, I am glad he hasn't "moved on", God knows I have given him many chances and "easy" outs.
I thank God for him each day.. God knew exactly what He had in store for me and knew who could handle the journey along side of me....