Love

I just want to say that I am very much in love with my husband, Kevin. He is such a wonderful man in so many ways. He has completely devoted his life to myself and my 3 sons.
First of all, let me explain to you who Kevin is...
An extremely hard worker and very well at what he does. He works very long hours, sleeps in a camp site that he despises, eats absolutely revolting food he can hardly stomach half the time, gets treated like shit by his foreman and GF, whom he would love to report but can't risk losing his job at this time. In a nutshell, he takes a lot of crap from work and sometimes me, his wife, and his step kids, my boys, and why does he do it? LOVE is why.

LOVE is why Kevin can come home on a 2 day break, after working 12 hours all night long and get in his van and drive another 6 hours to get home, only to be greeted by his loving wife who hands him a list of more chores for him to do. Darling? can you please fix the shower head in the upstairs bathroom? Darling? Can you please fix the dryer and the dishwasher? Darling? The computer makes an awful noise, can you please fix it? Darling? My iPhone quit working properly, can you please fix it? Darling? There is a loose hinge on the door, can you please fix it? And on and on and on it goes...but do you know what my Kevin says? After being as exhausted as one could only imagine, he looks at me with his loving, sexy eyes and replies, "of course I can my love!" And everything is fixed, all put back to normal again. Now that is what I call LOVE. I worship him and I cherish every moment I spend with him. Kevin is my world and I love him very much.