There is a special guy in my life. He’s the sweetest one I know. His words are honest and his actions are sincere. He gives to others without expecting anything in return. He thinks of their needs and wants before his own.
Each day he surprises me with his kindness. His acts of love always catch me off guard. When he says, I love you, he means it.
This guy has never left my side. He’s the one constant element in my life, that I’ve always been able to count on. No matter what life has thrown our way, he’s always been there. Many times, it’s just been the two of us.
He’s the only guy I have ever known who doesn’t complain. He rarely gets angry and when he does, it’s gone within moments. He doesn’t let circumstances or people bring him down. Very seldom is he not happy. He’s constantly smiling, and always has something interesting and funny to say.
This guy has brought so much happiness to my life. He has taught me things that no one else ever could. The world he’s shown me is magnificent. It’s a beautiful world, full of magic and hidden treasures. A world that only he could make me see.
He has given me strength, when I’ve been weak. He has motivated me to rise up, when I’ve fallen. Long ago, he gave me a reason to live, when I was ready to give up. He keeps me going.
He’s my traveling companion, the one who makes me laugh and the one who makes me the most proud. He’s my comfort, my friend, and my pride and joy.
He’s my son.
This post was a part of the Daily Post prompt: Pride and Joy
What’s your most prized possession? My son is not a possession, but he is the most prized gift of all those I’ve been given.