Heaven Knows...

Dedicated to my poor, long suffering husband. Originally written Valentine's Day 2012- but still true today. And always.

Heaven knows why you put up with me…

I know my sparkling smile and kick ass …-boots are among the many reasons.

But seriously?

There are days when I fear with deafening clarity that 

My high maintenance is in danger of being kicked off as a line item on your patience budget.

But then I catch a secret glance you try to sneak by…

I somehow get hold of the way you smile at me in the morning

When you think I am too drunk by my dreams to notice.

Or, I unwrap the knowledge how you indulge my addiction with a patient sigh like the sweetest treat-

As you find a place on the living room wall for the evidence of my madness.

When without any reason other than ‘just because’ you suddenly look up 

To tell me I am the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.

Those are the times I know with such absolute certainty that you love me.

Despite the crazy, the moods, the bitch-factor…

And I send a little prayer up into the blue, lofty place beyond reason and logic.

Because heaven only knows why you love me.

Despite me keeping these words from you too often:

Thank you.

I love you.