My wife comes to my mind often, more so than anything else.  She is a a compassionate one who truly cares about life more than anyone I have ever met.  Most of all, she is strong.

Early in our courting practice, I knew I had fallen for someone special one starry night.  We had shared a sleeping bag or two on the coast of Oregon.  At the time, I was at OSU while she was at WOU?  This was in close proximaty to the beach.  In just a short time you could get a front row seat of the sunset.  We chased one down once and enjoyed that bright night light.  I mean, we really enjoyed it.

The night crawled closer to light, a couple men approached our sandy nook and became hostile.  Reaction then took over for me. I pulled a knife from a hidden area and swore that if these dudes wanted to fuck around they were gonna get stabbed. 

Luckily, we were able to avoid an altercation.  We decided to go back home and sleep comfortably in our own bed.  As I lifted the sheets I noticed her clutching a black canister of mase.  I knew from that moment on, this girl was down for us.  I love you.