by A. D. McDowell

Created on: August 12, 2008   Last Updated: October 31, 2008

Having endured the heart aches of love lost, I look back on past relationships for insight on what love really is. I now see that in my youth, what I thought was love was actually infatuation. Through lessons learned, as well as a bit of maturity and personal growth, I now know more about the art of love. So if any one approaches me and wants to know why I love my man, I can give a confident answer. There are many reasons I love him and daily there are new reasons added.

I love him simply for the man that he is. He's not perfect, but that's what makes him unique. Like any normal man, he has flaws. He's even gained a few scars from living life. Scars which tell a story of where he's been and what he has over come. Scars which have healed over the years, strengthening him as a man.

I love the way he chuckles deep in his throat. The way that he laughs causes me to smile the biggest smile. Especially when he laughs at my jokes and attempts at humor.

I love him because he causes the chaos in my life to be at peace the instant he walks into my presence. Just the sound of his voice stops any mental storm I may be having. When he is there, I am assured that everything is going to be ok. I don't worry about the details of life because I know he's with me. That's all that matters.

His strength inspires me. It is not the strength of his arms or body, but it is the strength of his spirit and heart. He faces the toughest issues with great confidence. I love the way he looks out for my best interests, always protecting me.

I love him for bringing out the best in me. I love how he supports my dreams and aspirations. He encourages me. Believes in me. Inspires me to have faith when I can't see things. He motivates me to succeed. Motivates me to be the best version of myself that I can be.

I love him for the way he always has time for me. When I need him, he is there. Even if he's in the middle of an important meeting or some thing requiring his attention, if I call and need him, he drops everything for me.

I love him for being my best friend. He works on keeping our friendship top priority, after all, it was our friendship that lead to our love. With out the foundation of our friendship, we'd have nothing.

I love the way he is a great father. When he loving corrects his children I admire him for his poise and gentleness with them. When he takes time with his kids to have "daddy and son" time, my heart swells with pride and admiration for him as a man.

There are endless reasons for why I love him. His passion, soul, strengths, fears, dreams, goals and even some what rough edges attract me on an intimate level. I love him for everything that make him who he is. And to top it off, when he looks at me and smiles, I lose my heart all over again.

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