The past week has been one of the hardest weeks of my life. I have cried so much that at times I felt the tears would never stop and that I would forever feel the warmth of them drip down my cheeks. Life had caught us by surprise and had completely changed our course. Amidst all the heartache, the tears, fear and sadness there was one man, my man, that kept me sane and was my rock through it all. My husband. Most women brag about theirs because they provide for their families and they are great fathers etc. I was able to see mine in a way most women don't get to. His vulnerability, his pain and his strength during one of the most tragic times of our lives. He has been truly amazing. I look at him and I see, not only the man I fell in love with, but a bigger version of that man. I look at him with the most admiration and the most respect. I have always been in love with him but our relationship has been heightened and has been taken to a whole other level. I feel EXTREMELY fortunate to be married to a man that is so selfless, loving, caring, protecting, strong, vulnerable and to put it simply...amazing. My husband not only provides, is an outstanding father, loves me unconditionally but can stand tall along side me in the face of tragedy. I am beyond proud to call him mine. My real life knight in shining armor.