On the worst day I'm still the luckiest person I know

I woke up last week one morning and Chuck had left me a little drawing. This was him "shouting how much he loves me from the rooftops."

The next day. This is him "climbing my tower to save me" lol.

The next day. He "has me on a pedestal and is giving me his heart."

Here's the most recent. We're sitting in our recliners holding hands and watching Dancing With the Stars. I'm team Ariana and I got him hooked this season even though he might not want to admit it to anyone else lol.

It's the smallest of things. A drawing. A smile. Asking if I need anything from the kitchen. I cook and he cleans. He washes the laundry and I put it away. We tell each other we love each other constantly. We always say thank you and please. We laugh every day. Hard. On the days I feel the lowest he is my biggest fan and cheerleader. We've both spent a lot of years of this life without each other and we dont want to spend another day of what's left away from the other.

I wouldn't want to do this life without him.