He has accepted me, the good the bad and the ugly, without question or exception since day one. 10 years before we even started dating.


He's my head cheerleader, my calm in the eye of the storm, my anchor when I'm being swept away.


He diffuses my emotional explosions, and never antagonizes me.


Give me space when I need it, holds me close when I can't bare distance.


Listens when I talk, comes running when I call, doesn't judge me, he believes in me, and encourages me to do the same.


He worships the ground my daughter walks on, and always puts her first.


This may be his sexiest trait yet, considering she's not biologically his.