For my best friend

You know most married couples say their spouse is their best friend, but in mine and Tebo's case I truly believe that to be true (not that it isn't for most everyone else).  Our relationship was certainly tested over the last year and a half and honestly we are as strong if not stronger today after going through such a trial.  I know how horrible it is to lose a child now.  Before we lost Chad I knew what loss felt like having lost my niece, but I had no clue what it would feel like to lose my Chad.  He was so much of my heart that I know my heart will never feel complete again, but I can also honestly say that had God not purposely put Tebo in our lives and had us build the friendship we built before ever getting married that there is no way I could have gone through having to bury my child without him and I don't believe our marriage would have sustained itself like it has without first having that friendship.
Don't get me wrong, we are far from "just friends" in this marriage.  We are soul mates and lovers, but I believe with all my heart without this friendship we have, we would be struggling right now and we aren't.
I was blessed with Tebo and I realize how blessed I am and I don't do a great job on a daily basis of telling him how blessed I am to have him, but I do try.  He takes care of me like I've never been taken care of before and it has nothing to do with material things.  Without all the material blessings we've been given I would still feel as blessed and fortunate as I do today.  I know without a doubt that had I not had him on Dec. 1, 2010, I would truly not be here today.  I have an amazing family and I have the most fabulous friends, but honestly, without Tebo by my side and just knowing when to say something and when to just sit quietly letting me know he is there, I could not be here today. 
That was truly the most devastating thing to happen in my life.  Losing Jessica was bad enough.  Losing a sister, Janet, was rough, certainly losing my grandmother broke my heart, but seriously, unless you have been unfortunate enough to know the loss of a child, you just cannot know this kind of hurt and sadness.  It truly is indescribable.
I don't want pity and I don't want sympathy, it's just how it is.  What I do want is to brag on how amazing my husband has been throughout this entire ordeal (an ordeal that is sure to last the rest of my life). 
This week (for whatever reason) has been emotional for me.  I don't know why I've cried every night, but I have.  I've cried for several days throughout the day and I don't know what triggered it.  Through all of this he has never once made me feel silly for being upset or like I had to explain myself.  In fact, he would recognize that I was upset and if he asked and I was vague he would just leave me to my sadness and then make sure he gave me a pat or a hug or just come by and check on me without having to "fix" it or making me explain something I can never explain.  That's an amazing husband. 
Me and my daddy have this thing where I will say "I just need a walk to the barn".  He knows when I say that that I need to talk or vent or cry or whatever it might be at that moment.  I had one of those days last week and some men would get irritated at that, but when I told Tebo about it he totally understood.  He just seems to know when or what to say and when to say or do nothing.  That's hard to come by ladies (as I'm sure many know). 
I don't know what I did to get this lucky, but God certainly knew I needed him and placed him in my life and allowed us to spend years deepening this friendship and relationship so that I would have my rock when I needed him the most. 
Thank you babe.  I will never be able to truly show you how appreciative I am for all you have done and continue to do for me.  To merely say I love you doesn't seem enough.