My Sweet Michael

How have I managed to write so much and say so little about my Michael. He lives in my home and in my heart and is my partner in life and all its ups and downs. We are married in our spirits but not legally or in the eyes of the church. He is the boy that loves me and knows pretty much all of the dirt too! He fell into my heart by chance and I have fought tooth and nail to have this one work.
Six years his senior, he sometimes expects me to be his mother. It was hard not to act in that role, he has needed a swift kick in the butt over the years. But I persevered, he grew up a great deal and we are committed to facing tomorrow... hands clasped.
We share many things. Our childhoods were similar; both being raised in large families, we always had enough to live on and not much more and were close to our siblings.(sounds like our home now). We enjoy talking and thinking in the abstracts and have both a passion for words. We laugh about the same things and are both stubborn taureans. We differ too. I talk out my feelings and Mike does not. I sleep soundly and Mike does not. I am responsible and Mike often is not.
Together in our nine years, we have created a family. He was a solid friend to Josh since he was only 3 years old. He treats him well. We have two sons together, Aidan and Colin. Aidan is the very image of his dad and I see Colin looking more and more like him too. I love to see his eyes, his back dimples, his gestures in his sons.
Mike plays guitar and loves his dog. I often catch him staring at me from across a room and talking in his sleep. Mike will take out the garbage but may never hang up his wet towel. He is learning to cook for a family and still struggles with what to be "when he grows up". He looks up to his brothers and believes in a higher power. He cuddles with his kids and watches the Discovery channel. He is who I choose and I want all the world to know it.
He is out this evening and I look forward to him coming home. It is true what they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder. Just this morning I wanted to wring his neck! Love my honey!