Many years ago I stood by my wife as we met our oldest son for the first time. We’re about to celebrate that big guy’s birthday and the joy he brings into our lives (a solid 82% of the time), but every year I’m reminded of seeing my wife become my absolute favorite person again and again.
She’s been my favorite person since we were 18 years old. She studied, read her text books, got involved in school. I played GoldenEye and wrote papers at 2am. She worked 12 hour days teaching while I sat in the basement and reset passwords. She is strong, motivated and cares deeply about whatever she touches. It’s admirable and being in proximity of her makes others want to try harder, do better, learn more and act fast. Continue reading