My wife;

I love her.

First and foremost, that much is true. I never believed the theory that there is one person for everyone, or even the outdated notion of True Love.

She’s proven me wrong.

I believe that relationships are like alcoholism; you can only take it one day at a time, and disaster is always one mistake away.

Not to say we live in a perfect world or that we don’t have ups and downs. Far from it. Our life, our love is an adventure, and I could see no other to share it with than her.

One of the reasons we have life on this earth, is because we have chaos, and change. There is variety and dynamic forces always at work, on both the macro and micro levels.

So it is, with my Love and I. Hour of tedium punctuated with moment of sheer bliss. Or chaos, or hatred, or terror. Take your pick.

Aside from the dirklings, she is my reason for being.