Excessive

Thoughts flying through my head.

Why do I love my wife? Four out of five days dishes disappear and re-appear clean in the cupboards without question. I don't have to think about how or when it was done. I can complain day after day that my head hurts, or that I feel sick or that I can' breath and she never tells me to shut the fuck up. She may get tired of it, may resent me for it, but she never shows signs of it.

If I ask her something, she'd do it. If I need a bath to relax, she'd run it, and light the relaxation candle without having to be asked. I fail at planning meals, and grocery lists, and we never have proper lunch food or snack food, and she doesn't even get annoyed that she has to eat a seventh sandwhich of the week.

My complete lack of fear for the future is one of the most comforting things in my life. The future is no scary, it's just the day to day physical and mental struggles that I'm having issues with.

I love my wife.

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