That prize has to go to the obvious, my best friend and mate, Ben. Like all couples who've been together for quite a while, we've had our ups and downs. But unlike most couples, there's not always a Kim in the relationship. I'm a pain. As Harry from "When Harry Met Sally" says, I'm high maintenance.
I've been angry, intolerant, depressed, anxious, sad, manic, pregnant, emotional, irrational, self conscious and much more, I imagine. And my loving husband puts up with me. Day after day after day. I've lost 2 dads, been through a difficult pregnancy, and nearly lost a child. And he hasn't wavered. I've been skinny. I've been fat, and Ben still loves me for who I am on the inside. And makes me feel like the most beautiful woman on this earth. He's even emptied my throw-up bucket when I've been sick or just hungover. Now that's love. And devotion.
This picture of him was taken on a trip to the Bahamas to celebrate our 10-year anniversary (in 2005). When we met, he had a full head of hair and wore size 28 (waist) jeans. Today, he's got less up top and more in the middle, but I couldn't ask for a more loving, handsome, sexy, caring husband.
"You're so cool," Ben. And I'm so lucky.
Thank you.
